Flattery is a sort of moral peroxide—it turns many a woman's head.
"Oi hate flattery," said O'Brien the other day. "Flattery makes ye think ye are betther than ye are, an' no man livin' can iver be that."
THE CONVERSATIONALIST (to well-known author)—"I'm so delighted to meet you! It was only the other day I saw something of yours, about something or other, in some magazine."
WILBUR (indicating a couple in the background)—"Funny that such a stunning-looking woman should marry such a dub as that."
FLATTE—"Well, I don't know. No accounting for those things. Now, you take your wife—she's a ripper."—Life.