Quotes About Comparison

Have no friends not equal to yourself.

I'm no syllogism incarnate, but my wife makes me look like Immanuel Kant.

When a man marries a widow his jealousies revert to the past: no man is as good as his wife says her first husband was

What woman doesnt believe that her husband had better taste in choosing a partner than she did?

Most women have a good deal of pity for some other woman's husband

There is nothing like a good dose of another woman to make a man appreciate his wife.

Getting married is very much like going to a restaurant with friends. You order what you want, then when you see what the other fellow has, you wish you had ordered that.

Twenty years of romance makes a woman look like a ruin; but twenty years of marriage make her something like a public building

The seaweed is always greener in somebody else's lake.

Getting married for sex is like buying a 747 for the free peanuts.

That means your average bull elk is a more decent critter than my pa.

As we had no electricity we also had no "idiot box" and therefore felt no envy. Except

Do certain events in our lives leave a permanent mark, freezing a piece of us in time, and that becomes a touchstone that we measure the rest of our lives against?

As we got older, their mischiefs continued to be shrugged off, but mine were not, and I knew from that point that I was measured from a different stick than my brothers.

They looked shallow, self-absorbed. And a small, strangled part of me envied them.

My back is dirtier than a potato?

I just think perfection and lasting through the ages is for Greek statues, not us mere humans.

I am not a tomato

When you are on the lowest rung of society, you are a comforting reminder to those just a bit above you that life could always be worse, that they are not you.

Nada, decididamente, cuando contemplaba aquellos magníficos volúmenes, nada podía compararse con tanta belleza. Más aún cuando pensaba que cada una de aquellas portadas de cuero envolvía la personalidad de una obra. Una personalidad eterna, inmutable, fiel, lo cual era imposible de decir de los hombres

Para um homem, a mulher é como uma pintura ou uma estátua clássica. Ele escolhe uma e leva para casa, esperando que combine com a mobília existente lá.

But why, she thought wryly, did a man seem more attractive as he became less available? How humbling to think one had so much in common with a cow stretching its neck through a gate for better grass.

Others beside Jane Austen have made their Eltons, though none quite so cooly as she.

Charlotte Palmer is no sillier than Harriet Smith; and yet, how intolerable we should find it to see and hear as much of Charlotte as we do of Harriet! And would Miss Bates have been endurable if she had been presented in the mood and manners of Sense and Sensibility?