riation of a "special."

When a man complains of the girls who "pursue" him, don't forget that
the mark of a real "girl-charmer" is his dead silence concerning all
women except the one to whom he happens to be talking.

A man's idea of displaying "resolution" appears to be first to find out
what a woman wants him to do, and then to proceed "resolutely" not to do
it.

Presence of mind in love making is a sure sign of absence of heart; no
man begins to be serious until he begins to be foolish.

The girl a man marries is never the one he ought to marry or intended to
marry, but just some "innocent bystander" who happened to be in the way
at the psychological moment.

A woman's heart is like a frame, which holds only one picture at a time;
a man's is more like a cinemetograph.

A man's love is not actually dead until he begins subconsciously to
think of his wife as the person who makes him wear his rubbers, mow the
lawn, put up the fly-screens, and explain where he has been all Saturday
afternoon.

The average man is so busy backing away from the girls he ought to marry
that he usually backs right into the arms of the one woman under Heaven
that he _ought not_ to marry.

A man is like a motor-car which always balks on the trolley-tracks and
runs at top speed down hill; a wife is the human brake that prevents him
from going to destruction.

When a girl refuses a man his greatest emotion is not disappointment,
but astonishment that she should be so blind to her own luck.

Nothing bores a man so much as for a woman to give him _all_ her
love--when he wanted only a _little_ of it.

Solomon was the only man who ever had six hundred and ninety-nine alibis
when one of his wives detected the fragrance of another woman's sachet
on his coat lapel.

Every man "rocks the boat" of happiness at least once during a love
affair--usually by trying to leap out of it before it lands in the port
of Matrimony. All a man needs in order to win any woman is a little
audacity, a little mendacity and plenty of pertinacity.

The only chain that can bind love is an endless chain of compliments.

When a woman doesn't marry it is usually because she has never met the
man with whom she could be perfectly happy; but when a man remains
single it is usually because he has never met the woman _without_ whom
he could _not_ be perfectly happy.

Most men expect to "reform" between the last dose of medicine and the
last breath.

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