Smile, tears, sorrow and smile. They love, they quarrel and finally patch up.  Smile, tears, sorrow and smile. They love, they quarrel and finally patch up. 

Either do a post-mortem of your break-up with the boozing or make a plan to patch up. Either do a post-mortem of your break-up with the boozing or make a plan to patc...

But there was no patch for the heart, was there? But there was no patch for the heart, was there?

“I am certain,” replied Hodja. “It went that way. Two years ago.” “I am certain,” replied Hodja. “It went that way. Two years ago.”