Nowadays Love Is A Matter Of Chance,

Marriage: A Souvenir Of Love.

Jealousy Is The Tie That Binds, And Binds, And Binds.

Flattery Is Like Wine, Which Exhilarates A Man For A Moment, But Usually Ends By Going To His Head And Making Him Act Foolishly.

For Repeating Themselves From The First Kiss To The Last Sigh, The Average Man's Love Affairs Have History Blushing With Envy.

A Man Can Become So Accustomed To The Thought Of His Own Faults That He Will Begin To Cherish Them As Charming Little 'personal Characteristics.'