The cow is of the bovine ilk: One end is moo, the other, milk.
Any kiddie in school can love like a fool, But Hating, my boy, is an Art.
Progress might have been all right once, but it's gone on too long.
I have an idea that the phrase weaker sex was coined by some woman to disarm some man she was preparing to overwhelm.
I drink because she nags, she said I nag because he drinks. But if the truth be known to you, He's a lush and she's a shrew.
Time is so old and love so brief, love is pure gold and time a thief. We're late, darling, we're late, The curtain descends, everything ends, too soon, too soon.