Musings on Love, Busted and Otherwise

I LOVE LOVE / (Except between 6 and 9 p.m., when I'm studying, and Wednesdays and Fridays, when I'm ironing or doing my hair.) (A sign noted by David Sharpe in Rochdale: The Runaway College, c. 1987)

It requires less skill to love than to be loved. (Robin Skelton, man-of-letters, May 1990)

Abusive husband, kicked to the curb. (Sign outside a house on the road to the highway. Yesterday.)

A neurotic collusion, I once read, occurs when the rocks in his head fit the holes in hers. That pretty well describes our marriage. (Fredelle Bruser Maynard, memoirist, The Tree of Life, c. 1988)

I believe that for friendship there should be similarity; but for love there must be dissimilarity. (L. M. Montgomery, My Dear Mr. M: Letters to G. B. MacMillan, c. 1980)

Old lovers go the way of old photographs, bleaching out gradually as in a slow bath of acid: first the moles and pimples, then the shadings, then the faces themselves, until nothing remains but the general outlines. (Cat's Eye, c. 1988 by Margaret Atwood.)

A wedding is the only theatrical presentation I can think of where the prompter stands up facing the audience and feeds lines to the principal players. (Edward Phillips, Sunday Best, c. 1990)

For a well-rounded education, you could try curling up with good books and bad librarians. (Richard Needham, columnist, The Wit and Wisdom of Richard Needham, c. 1977)