Raising children is like making biscuits: it is as easy to raise a big batch as one, while you have your hands in the dough.
About all some men accomplish in life is to send a son to Harvard.
Few men progress, except as they are pushed along by events.
All of the troubles that some people have in life is that which they married into.
Some men storm imaginary Alps all their lives, and die in the foothills cursing difficulties which do not exist.
Most of us are either too think to enjoy eating, or too fat to enjoy walking.