Housework, if it is done right, can kill you.

Housework, if you do it right, will kill you.

In journalistic terms, syndication is equivalent to ascending to heaven on a pillar of cloud.

Nothing is more pleasurable than to sit in the shade, sip gin and contemplate other people's adulteries, and while the wormy apple of marriage still lives, the novel will not die.

Don't do housework: after a few years the dirt doesn't get any worse.

My idea of housework is to sweep the room with a glance