Never will a time come when the most marvelous recent invention is as marvelous as a newborn child.
The past is a bucket of ashes
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if the women don't get you then the whiskey must.
The single clenched fist lifted and ready, Or the open asking hand held out and waiting. Choose: For we meet by one or the other.
The squeaky wheel gets the grease but the quacking duck gets shot.
Love your neighbor as yourself but don't take down your fence.