A catchy collection of occasional observations pinpoint and sometimes impale love and marriage and neurotics, the family and children and neurotics, the sexes and neurotics, health and happiness and of course neurotics, politics, professions, and the arts, etc. In two lines or a little more, these something more than nostrums- something less than maxims- are pleasantly astringent- ""Anyone you can understand you can live without,""--or ""Not 'for nothing does the neurotic suffer- but not for anything very much, either"". Mrs. McLaughlin is not Mrs. McCinley- but she writes for something of that audience, and this small book, which will be illustrated, is a nice incidental item- possibly a gift.