The lord giveth and most women piss it away. Perhaps this is why they lack the equipment to aim.

Love is the common currency of the poor.

You are what you are, until you decide to be different.

A woman is like whiskey. She evaporates a little over time, distilled by disappointments and grief. One can never predict if the angels will take the best of her or the worst. Only time will tell if the woman that remains will be bitter, dispirited or aged to perfection.

The lord giveth and most women piss it away. Perhaps this is why they lack the equipment to aim.

Some women run with wolves, but the majority would be much happier with your basic lap dog.

Life is like the stock market. Some days you're up. Some days you're down. And some days you feel like something the bull left behind.