“ Let us consider the farmer who makes his straw hat hissweetheart; or the old woman who makes a floor lamp her son;or the young woman who has set herself the task of scrapingher shadow off a wall.... Let us consider the old woman who wore smoked cows’tongues for shoes and walked a meadow gathering cow chipsin her apron; or a mirror grown dark with age that was givento a blind man who spent his nights looking into it, whichsaddened his mother, that her son should be so lost invanity.... Let us consider the man who fried roses for his dinner,whose kitchen smelled like a burning rose garden; or the manwho disguised himself as a moth and ate his overcoat, and fordessert served himself a chilled fedora.... ”

“When a man finds a woman who is capable of accepting him for himself, he’d be a fool to let her get away. When a man discovers a woman who believes in him and who is strong enough to understand and forgive his past, he’s finally able to stop wrestling with his conscience and his self–doubt. He welcomes that woman into his life and his heart, and he thanks God that they found each other in time to make a life together. And when a man loves a woman who’s that unique, he damn well marries her.”

“A leader is a man or women of integrity who has respect for himself or herself, and his or her followers.”

“The playboy is not necessarily a man who has many girlfriends, or a man who has many women, or a man who has slept with many women. That is old. But there is a new breed of the playboy and he is the man who remains single in attempts to make every woman feel as if he belongs to her, he remains a virgin in order to make every woman feel like she will be the first one, and in the end he may choose a very unattractive woman to adorn his side, so that in all circumstances, he will shine as the more beautiful one. This is the new breed of playboy. And it is a very evil one.”

“Now I am old-fashioned. A woman, I consider, should be womanly. I have no patience with the modern neurotic girl who jazzes from morning to night, smokes like a chimney, and uses language which would make a billingsgate fishwoman blush!”

“The woman crosses the room, and it is only when she is directly in front of us that I am certain about who she is. She is dressed in a pelisse fashionable among women half her age, and the feather in her hat is an extraordinary shade of blue. Outside, a young man is waiting at her coach. Passersby will suspect that he is her son, but anyone who has ever been acquainted with her will know better.”