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A man never knows how to say goodbye a woman never knows when to say it.

Helen Rowland

A man never knows how to say goodbye a woman never knows when to say it.

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About Helen Rowland

Helen May Rowland (; 1875–1950) was an American journalist and humorist. For many years she wrote a column in the New York World called "Reflections of a Bachelor Girl". Many of her pithy insights from these columns were published in book form, including Reflections of a Bachelor Girl (1909), The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor (1915), and A Guide to Men (1922).