Menny think tha luv their husbands almost tew deth, when in fack, tha are only jealous ov them.
Friendship is like earthenware, once broken, it can be mended; love is like a mirror, once broken that ends it.
Keep a cow, and then the milk won't have to be watered but once.
Jealousy is one of love's parasites.
Ill-nature is a sort of running sore of the disposition.
Confess your sins to the Lord and you will be forgiven; confess them to man and you will be laughed at.