A difference of tastes in jokes is a great strain on the affections.

We long for an affection altogether ignorant of our faults. Heaven has accorded this to us in the uncritical canine attachment.

A difference of taste in jokes is a great strain on the affections.

...and that feeling, that feeling of being accepted back again and again, of someone's affection for you expanding to encompass whatever new flawed thing had just manifested in you, that was the deepest, dearest thing he'd ever--

It is easy to say how we love new friends, and what we think of them, but words can never trace out all the fibers that knit us to the old.

Hostesses who entertain much must make up their parties as ministers make up their cabinets, on grounds other than personal liking.