When a lady's erotic life is vexed God knows what God is coming next.
One man's remorse is another man's reminiscence.
Wind is caused by the trees waving their branches.
The burnt child, urged by rankling ire, Can hardly wait to get back at the fire.
The further through life I drift the more obvious it becomes that I am lacking in thrift.
Do you think my mind is maturing late, or simply rotted early?