Cliches

They say it is poor practice to use cliches in your writing. And they are correct. However, I am a big fan of cliches for informal communication. They say so much, so wisely, so well. Ok, so that’s over the top (-: I still like them though. They are awful, they are bad, I really shouldn’t like them. I don’t really like them.

Some of my favorites:

Let sleeping dogs lie.
The squeaky wheel gets the grease.
You can catch more flies with honey.
Now we’re cooking with gas!
Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
What goes around comes around.
Youth is wasted on the young.
Penny wise, pound foolish.
Money can’t buy happiness.
If at first you don’t succeed, try try again.
No good deed goes unpunished.
There are two sides to every story.
When it rains, it pours.
Hitch your wagon to a star.
Every dog has his day.
Different strokes for different folks.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Que sera, sera (Whatever will be, will be.)
The time is ripe.
Happy as a pig in mud.
The grass is always greener…