A man's wife is his compromise with the illusion of his first sweetheart

A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.

What passes for woman's intuition is often nothing more than man's transparency.

I drink to make other people interesting.

No man thinks clearly when his fists are clenched

A man's wife is his compromise with the illusion of his first sweetheart.