The single purpose so often is to marry.
Beauty being in the eye of the beholder, you wonder why people usually kiss their lovers with their eyes closed.
My heart’s okay. It’s my wallet that needs a pacemaker.
If a dinner disagrees with my wife, I sure admire its courage.
When you’re wasting away, you wish something would stand in your way.
Conceit makes squirts/ with no college/ think that they’re/ founts of knowledge.