If we knew enough, fortune would turn out to be nature.
Those who refuse to play second fiddle may wind up playing no fiddle at all.
Glamour looks eloquent but seldom talks.
Literary tradition is full of lies about poverty-the jolly beggar, the poor but happy milkmaid, the wholesome diet of porridge, etc.
To avoid taking responsibility, I become unresponsive but hang on until the other person leaves me.
I put second things first, and then worry about first things.