Boys will be boys, and so will a lot of middle-aged men.

It don't make no difference what is is, a woman'll buy anything she thinks a store is losin' money on.

My idea of walking into the jaws of death is marrying some woman who has lost three husbands.

The fellow that agrees with everything you say is either a fool or he is getting ready to skin you.

Nothing's as mean as giving a little child something useful for Christmas.

Folks that blurt out just what they think wouldn't be so bad if they thought.

The fellow that owns his own home is always just coming out of a hardware store.