Women would rather be right than reasonable.
Why did the Lord give use so much quickness unless it was to avoid responsibility?
Any kiddie in school can love like a fool, But Hating, my boy, is an Art.
Some people's money is merited and other people's is inherited.
When I remember bygone days I think how evening follows morn So many I loved were not yet dead, So many I love were not yet born.
One would be in less danger From the wiles of the stranger If one's own kin and kith Were more fun to be with.