Minna Antrim Quotes

Experience is a good teacher, but she sends in terrific bills.

A beautiful woman delights the eye; a wise woman, the understanding; a pure one, the soul.

To be loved is to be fortunate, but to be hated is to achieve distinction.

Satiety is a mongrel that barks at the heels of plenty.

Smiles are the soul's kisses.

Between flattery and admiration there often flows a river of contempt.

When a woman is very, very bad, she is awful, but when a man is correspondingly good, he is weird.

Man proposes, woman forecloses.

Pretty women and rich men are rarely wrong.

Illusion is the dust the devil throws in the eyes of the foolish.

Every man has two personalities; the one he reveals to women, the other to men.

We women take love too seriously. Men wish to be loved with laughter, not with sighing. So laugh, sweetheart, laugh, or soon you may be weeping.

Man forgives woman anything save the wit to outwit him.

The drama of life begins with a wail and ends with a sigh.

Intuition is truly a feminine quality, but women should not mistake rash conclusions for this gift.

Brew me a cup for a winter's night. For the wind howls loud and the furies fight; Spice it with love and stir it with care, And I'll toast our bright eyes, my sweetheart fair.

The Green-eyed Monster causes much woe, but the absence of this ugly serpent argues the presence of a corpse whose name is Eros.

Some men act upon women like champagne; when they appear the women are sparkling and full of brilliance; when they leave the fair ones grow flat, stale, and most unprofitable companions.

The bride and groom-May their joys be as bright as the morning, and their sorrows but shadows that fade in the sunlight of love.

To know one's self is wisdom, but to know one's neighbor is genius.

A homely face and no figure have aided many women heavenward.

Matrimonially speaking, a bridle for the tongue is better than a rein for the heart.

An epigram is a flashlight of a truth; a witticism, truth laughing at itself.

There never was a woman who did not prefer an oblique compliment to a straight truth - if the latter were unflattering.

A fool bolts pleasure, then complains of moral indigestion.