Oh, what a tangled web do parents weave, when they think that their children are naive.

Here lies my past, Goodbye I have kissed it; Thank you kids, I wouldn't have missed it.

Miranda in Miranda's sight is old, gray and dirty; Twenty-nine she was last night; This morning she is thirty.

To maintain your marriage brimming, with really like in the wedding cup, anytime you are incorrect, admit it each time you're proper, shut up.

Every Englishman is convinced of one thing, viz.: That to be an Englishman is to belong to the most exclusive club there is.

Parents were invented to make children happy by giving them something to ignore.

One thing about the past. It's likely to last.