Love is like a booger, you pick and pick at it. Then when you get it you wonder how to get rid of it.
Don't cry for a man who's left you--the next one may fall for your smile.
Everyone has the right to run his own life- even if you're heading for a crash. What I'm against is blind flying.
Save a boyfriend for a rainy day - and another, in case it doesn't rain.
A good man is hard to find -- but you'll mostly find him asleep.
Love thy neighbor - and if he happens to be tall, debonair and devastating, it will be that much easier.