Until women get at the truth in this matter of self-deception, disappointment surely awaits upon awakening from Love's young dream.
The surest guard against the shock of broken ideals is to keep ever before the mind that men are not to be measured by feminine standards of perfection.

Mary has as little perception of perspective as a Chinese landscape painter; she colors floridly and her drawing is out of line.
Put John in his proper place as regards distances, shadow and environment, and survey him in the cool white light of common sense.
Unless he is a _poseur_ of uncommon skill, he will appear best thus.
Conjugal quarrels are so constantly the theme of ridicule and the text of warnings to the unwedded that we lose sight of the plain truth that husbands and wives bicker no more than parents and children, brothers and sisters.

In every community there are more blood-relations who do not speak to one another than divorced couples.

Wars and fightings come upon us, not through matrimony so much as through the manifold infirmities of mortal nature.

John, albeit not a woman, is a vertebrate human being, "with hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions.