Politics Doesn't Make Strange Bedfellows - Marriage

There's One Way To Find Out If A Man Is Honest - Ask Him. If He Says, 'yes,' You Know He Is A Crook.

A Thing That Has Always Baffled Me About Women Is That They Will Saturate Themselves With A Pint Of Perfume, A Pound Of Sachet Powder, An Evil-smelling Lip Rouge, A Peculiar-smelling Hair Ointment And A Half-dozen Varieties Of Body Oils, And Then Have The Effrontery To Complain Of The Aroma Of A Fine Dollar Cigar.

A Hospital Bed Is A Parked Taxi With The Meter Running.

Will You Marry Me? Do You Have Any Money? Answer The Second Question First.

Anyone Buying This Book Is Going To Be Out A Tidy Sum If He Is Sucked In By The Title. I Wish I Could Write A Real Sexy Book That Would Be Barred From The Mails. Apparently Nothing Whets A Reader's Appetite For Literature More Than The News That The Author Has Been Thrown Into A Federal Pokey For Disturbing The Libido Of Millions Of Americans.