There's An Awful Lot Of Blood Around

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

The Next Voice You Hear Will Undoubtedly Be Your Own.

We Have A Terror Of Seeming To Exert Ourselves, Lest It Be Noticed That We Exerted Ourselves And Did Not Succeed.

Your Children Vividly Remember Every Unkind Thing You Ever Did To Them, Plus A Few You Really Didn't.

Neurotics Have Plenty Of Non-neurotic Friends, But Not For Long.