The lack of money is the root of all evil.
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
Hell hath no fury like a frustrated fundamentalist whose God condemned him to "hell" for having "impure thoughts."
Hell hath no fury like a bureaucrat scorned.
Hell hath no fury like a hustler with a literary agent.
Hell hath no fury like a Democrat scorned.
Hell hath no fury like a drag queen scorned.
Hell hath no fury like a woman cheated out of a million dollars.
In this day and age, we need to revise the old saying to read, "Hell hath no fury like a bureaucrat scorned.
Hell hath no fury like a woman who has accidentally napped.
Hell hath no fury like a liberal scorned.
Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd.
or simply:
