ant in your wife's heart.

Study the art of keeping your wife interested and interesting.

A woman thrives on love and appreciation. I know a beautiful bride of
eighty years, who has been the daily adoration of her husband for more
than half a century.

She has been "infinite in her variety," and he has never failed to
appreciate and admire.

Devote a portion of each day to talking to your wife about herself.

Then she will not find it a novelty when other men attempt the same
method of entertainment.

Whatever other matters engross your time and attention, let your wife
realize that she stands first and foremost in your thoughts and in your
heart.

Do not forget the delicacies of life, manner, speech, and deportment in
the intimacy of daily companionship.

Never descend to the vulgar or the commonplace.

One characteristic of men has always puzzled me. No matter how wide has
been a bachelor's experience with the wives and daughters of other men,
when he marries it never occurs to him that his wife or daughters could
meet temptation or know human weakness.

It must be the egotism of the sex.

Each man excuses the susceptibility of the women with whom he has had
romantic episodes, on the ground of his especial power or charm. And
when he marries, he believes his society renders all the women of his
family immune from other attractions.

Do not rely upon the fact that your wife is legally bound to you, and
therefore need not be wooed by you hereafter.

There are women who are born anew with each dawn, and who must be won
anew with each day, or the lover loses some precious quality than can
never be regained.

It will pay you to study your wife as the years pass.

Do not take for granted that you know her to-day, because you knew her
thoroughly last year.

This is a long letter, but when one writes only once in seven years,
brevity is not to be expected.

My greeting to you, and may the years be weaver's hands, which shall
interlace and bind two lives into one complete pattern.

To the Sister of a Great Beauty

I am far from laughing, my dear girl, at your assertion that your
position is little short of tragic.

To be the ordinary sister of an extraordinary beauty, is a position
which calls for the exercise of all the great virtues in order to be
borne with dignity, good taste, and serenity.

I remember seeing you and Pansy when you were ten and she twelve years
of age. I foresaw what la