I disapprove of people who moot things. - C. J. Dennis

"How would I hold a husband? Is it that you’re askin’ me?
If it’s needful to hold, that is easily told— Be the scruff of his neck!" said she.

Now, a woman, she’s a woman. I ’ave fixed that for a cert.
They’re jist as like as rows uv peas from ’at to ’em uv skirt.
An’ then, they’re all so different, yeh find, before yeh’ve done,
The more yeh know uv all uv ’em the less yeh know uv one.

Someone has said
From the day we draw breath
Until life be sped
Two things are certain:
Taxes and death.
From the rise of the curtain,
On life's dreary round,
As hope wanes or waxes,
Man ever found
Two things are certain:
Taxes and death—
Especially taxes.