If I had a dollar for every time there was no free lunch, I'd take a wooden nickel in a New York minute and look a gift horse in the mouth for a month of Sundays. It's always darkest before dawn except when there's a light at the end of the tunnel and you realize that every cloud has a silver lining and good things come to those who wait. Sure, there's no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow for a fool and his money, and the love of money is the root of all evil, but a penny saved is a penny earned, and you can take that to the bank when the cows come home and the fat lady sings!
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