come rain or shine, what’s done is done
the more things change and ash to ash
there’s nothing new under the sun
different strokes and one man’s trash
always a bridesmaid, never a bride
the center can’t hold, to each his own
it’s greener on the other side
the revolution eats its own
don’t throw a fit, got what you got
whatever happens, c’est la vie
it is what it is and it’s never not
then let’s agree to disagree
just one damn thing after another
this too shall pass, go ask your mother