When Suffering Comes, We Yearn For Some

What's For Dinner Is The Only Question Many Husbands Ask Their Wives, And The Only One To Which They Care About The Answer.

We Choose Those We Like; With Those We Love, We Have No Say In The Matter.

Even In The Same Family, One Child Will Always Instinctively Know When To Ask For Things, And Another Won't.

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

Most Of Us Become Parents Long Before We Have Stopped Being Children.