I haven't reported my missing credit card to the police because whoever stole it is spending less than my wife.

I haven't reported my missing credit card to the police because whoever stole it is spending less than my wife.

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected read more

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.

Women, like men, should try to do the impossible. And when they fail, their failure should be a challenge to read more

Women, like men, should try to do the impossible. And when they fail, their failure should be a challenge to others.

The angel of the Family is Woman. Mother, wife, or sister, Woman is the caress of life, the soothing sweetness read more

The angel of the Family is Woman. Mother, wife, or sister, Woman is the caress of life, the soothing sweetness of affection shed over its toils, a reflection for the individual of the loving providence which watches over Humanity. In her there is treasure enough of consoling tenderness to allay every pain. Moreover for every one of us she is the initiator of the future. The mother's first kiss teaches the child love; the first holy kiss of the woman he loves teaches man hope and faith in life; and love and faith create a desire for perfection and the power of reaching towards it step by step; create the future, in short, of which the living symbol is the child, link between us and the generations to come. Through her the Family, with its divine mystery of reproduction, points to Eternity.

Women may fall when there's no strength in men.

Women may fall when there's no strength in men.

It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. read more

It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. Now he would have given all he had or ever might have to hold her warm in his arms, both of them wrapped in one blanket, and sleep. All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.

Even if the whole earth and sea were turned to gold, they could hardly satisfy the avarice of a woman... read more

Even if the whole earth and sea were turned to gold, they could hardly satisfy the avarice of a woman... You can more easily scratch a diamond with your fingernail than you can by any human ingenuity get a woman to consent to giving any of her savings.

The Cause of Women is generally the Cause of Virtue.

The Cause of Women is generally the Cause of Virtue.

A witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power.

A witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power.