A man generally has two reasons for doing a thing. One that sounds good, and a real one. Rich girl meets poor boy, poor boy draws rich girl, boat sinks, poor boy dies, rich girl lives to 150. A relationship is like sand in your hand. If held loosely in the palm of your hand it stays there, but as soon as you close your hand tightly it slips through your fingers.
Love has reasons that reason knows nothing of.
An expensive way of getting your laundry done for free. My wife made me join a bridge club. I jump off next Tuesday. Needing a man is like needing a parachute. If he isn't there the first time you need him, chances are you won't be needing him again.