Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow.
I want to know the truth, however perverted that may sound.
Some people are real, some people are good, some people are fake and some people are real good at being fake.
Why do they call it proctology? Is it because analogy was already taken?
The Christmas spirit that goes out with the dried-up Christmas tree is just as worthless.
Friendship is like standing on wet cement. The longer you stay, the harder it's to leave, and you can never go without leaving your footprints behind.