Happiness is having a scratch for every itch.
If you are really Master of your Fate, it shouldn't make any difference to you whether Cleopatra or the Bearded Lady is your mate.
A husband is a guy who tells you when you've got on too much lipstick and helps you with your girdle when your hips stick.
Women would rather be right than reasonable.
The burnt child, urged by rankling ire, Can hardly wait to get back at the fire.
When you're wrong admit it, when you're right, shut up.