“Fighting fire with fire only gets you ashes!”

Some People are more turned on by money than they are by love. In one respect they’re alike. They’re both wonderful as long as they last.

Psychotherapy, unlike castor oil, which will work no matter how you get it down, is useless when forced on an uncooperative patient.

In Biblical times, a man could have as many wives as he could afford. Just like today.

Cruel words erode the self-esteem like the ocean eats away the shore.

Kissing power is stronger than will power.

How should they answer?

Kids grow up awfully fast these days,”she said. “You should try to have a good relationship with your kids, no matter what they do.

It is a sad commentary of our times when our young must seek advice and counsel from ‘Dear Abby’ instead of going to Mom and Dad.

Loneliness is the ultimate poverty.

Wisdom doesn’t automatically come with old age. Nothing does – except wrinkles. It’s true, some wines improve with age. But only if the grapes were good in the first place.

While forbidden fruit is said to taste sweeter, it usually spoils faster.

It is almost impossible to throw dirt on someone without getting a little on yourself

The less you talk, the more you’re listened to.

If you want your children to turn out well, spend twice as much time with them, and half as much money.

There is no end to the undeserved misery and mischief it could create.

Never give a golfer an ultimatum unless you’re prepared to lose.

Is there a chance? A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel? A reason to fight? Is there a chance you may change your mind? Or are we ashes and wine?

Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes.

Then I will speak upon the ashes.

Hidden in the ashes, of a fallen building lays a child’s family photo, with whom he could never unite in life.

I will rise like a phoenix from the ashes of the bridges I burned.

Rising from the ashes on wings of tomorrow. Her strength carries her into the dawn of new beginnings.

Everything I’ve done seems to burn into ashes.

Stars are phoenixes, rising from their own ashes.