If I Knew Why I Worried So

I Know Which Side My Bread Is Buttered On: The Side Which Falls On The Carpet.

I'm Glad I Don't Have To Explain To A Man From Mars Why Each Day I Set Fire To Dozens Of Little Pieces Of Paper, And Then Put Them In My Mouth.

Women Are Good Listeners, But It's A Waste Of Time Telling Your Troubles To A Man Unless There's Something Specific You Want Him To Do.

The First-rate Mind Is Always Curious, Compassionate, Original, And Pessimistic.

No Woman Wants To See Herself Too Clearly.