The older the violin, the sweeter the music.

It ain’t dying I’m talking about, it’s living. I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live.” ~spoken by Augustus McCrae

A woman's love is like the morning dew. It's just as likely to settle on a horse turd as a rose.

Yesterday's gone on down the river and you can't get it back.

The only bookstore I had was the paperback rack at the drugstore.

True maturity is only reached when a man realizes he has become a father figure to his girlfriends' boyfriend - and he accepts it

But the English are different, and they don't know how to be other than different.