Love never dies of starvation, but often of indigestion.
The more sins you confess, the more books you will sell.
Old age is a woman's hell.
If God had to give a woman wrinkles, He might at least have put them on the soles of her feet.
Fair is not fair, but that which pleaseth.
Memory is ever active, ever true. Alas, if it were only as easy to forget!