Me: What about, ” Where there is love, there is pain.”
Her: That’s perfect.
Me: “Three things can’t be hidden: coughing, poverty, and love.”
Her: Coffee and what?
Me: “Three things can’t be hidden: coughing, poverty, and love.”
Her: Pottery?
Other promising options include:
- Loving a woman who scorns you is like licking honey from a thorn.
- Marriage has many pains, but celibacy has no pleasures.
- What female heart can despise gold?