The world men inhabit is rather bleak. It is a world full of doubt and confusion, where vulnerability must be hidden, not shared; where competition, not co-operation, is the order of the day; where men sacrifice the possibility of knowing their own children and sharing in their upbringing, for the sake of a job they may have chosen by chance, which may not suit them and which in many cases dominates their lives to the exclusion of much else.
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I have come to the conclusion never again to think of marrying, and for this reason, I can never be satisfied with anyone who would be blockhead enough to have me.
Old age is like everything else. To make a success of it, you've got to start young.
Old age is like everything else. To make a success of it, you've got to start young.
Bigamy is one way of avoiding the painful publicity of divorce and the expense of alimony.
Bigamy is one way of avoiding the painful publicity of divorce and the expense of alimony.
Women marry men hoping they will change. Men marry women hoping they will not. So each is inevitably disappointed.
Women marry men hoping they will change. Men marry women hoping they will not. So each is inevitably disappointed.
You leave home to seek your fortune and, when you get it, you go home and share it with your read more
You leave home to seek your fortune and, when you get it, you go home and share it with your family.
A gentleman will not insult me, and no man not a gentleman can insult me.
A gentleman will not insult me, and no man not a gentleman can insult me.
Marriage is bliss. Ignorance is bliss. Ergo...
Marriage is bliss. Ignorance is bliss. Ergo...
When I can no longer bear to think of the victims of broken homes, I begin to think of the read more
When I can no longer bear to think of the victims of broken homes, I begin to think of the victims of intact ones.
Why do grandparents and grandchildren get along so well? They have the same enemy-- the mother.
Why do grandparents and grandchildren get along so well? They have the same enemy-- the mother.
