There is the kiss of welcome and of parting, the long, lingering, loving, present one; the stolen, or the mutual one; the kiss of love, of joy, and of sorrow; the seal of promise and receipt of fulfillment.

Avarice fills its purse at the expense of its belly.

Women forgive injuries, but never forget slights.

Wise men, like wine, are best when old; pretty women, like bread, are best when young.

Money is a necessity; so is dirt.

Life ain't all beer and skittles.

The memory of past favors is like a rainbow, bright, vivid, and beautiful; but it soon fades away. The in memory of injuries is engraved on the heart, and remains forever.