What we are assigned to bear is in a sense a measure of our stature.
Try the Lamentations of Jeremiah. They always pick me up.
I wondered whether any woman could be happy with a man who says 'folderol'.
The rich aren't like us, they pay less taxes.
All couples must bear the strain of getting acquainted, having been, up to then, merely intimate.
Confession is good for the soul only in the sense that a tweed coat is good for dandruff - it is a palliative rather than a remedy.