The truth I do not stretch or shove When I state the dog is full of love. I've also proved, by actual test, A wet dog is the lovingest.
The cow is of the bovine ilk: One end is moo, the other, milk.
Indeed, everybody wants to be a wow, But not everybody knows exactly how.
Oh, what a tangled web do parents weave, when they think that their children are naive.
There was a young man of Herne Bay who was making some fireworks one day: but he dropped his cigar in the gunpowder jar. There was a young man of Herne Bay.
So I hope husbands and wives will continue to debate and combat Over everything debatable and combatable Because I believe a little incompatibility is the spice of life Particularly if he has income and she is pattable.
When grandparents enter the door, discipline flies out the window.
A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of.
How confusing the beams from memory's lamp are; One day a bachelor, the next a grampa. What is the secret of the trick? How did I get so old so quick?
Progress might have been all right once, but it's gone on too long.
Home is heaven and orgies are vile, But I like an orgy, once in a while.
If called by a panther, don't anther.
I think that I shall never see A billboard lovely as a tree. Perhaps, unless the billboards fall, I'll never see a tree at all.
Some debts are fun while you are acquiring them, But none are fun when you set about retiring them.
Senescence begins And middle-age ends The day your descendants Outnumber your friends
Tonight's December thirty-first, something is about to burst. The clock is crouching, dark and small, like a time bomb in the hall. Hark, it's midnight, children dear. Duck! Here comes another year!
I would live all my life in nonchalance and insouciance, were it not for making living, which is rather a nouciance.
The trouble with a kitten is that eventually it becomes a cat.
I have an idea that the phrase weaker sex was coined by some woman to disarm some man she was preparing to overwhelm.
The camel has a single hump, The dromedary, two; Or else the other way around; I'm never sure. Are you?
When you're wrong admit it, when you're right, shut up.
Time is so old and love so brief, love is pure gold and time a thief. We're late, darling, we're late, The curtain descends, everything ends, too soon, too soon.
If some confectioners were willing To let the shape announce the filling, We'd encounter fewer assorted chocs, Bitten into and returned to the box.
All that glitters is sold as gold.
Indoors or out, no one relaxes In March, that month of wind and taxes, The wind will presently disappear, The taxes last us all the year.
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