My personal favourites.

Your village called; their idiot is missing.

If going to church makes you a Christian, does going to a garage make you a car?

If all the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players, where do audiences come from?

Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't.

A man in love is like a clipped coupon -- it's time to cash in.
A man in the house... is worth two in the street
A hard man... is good to find
Goodness, what beautiful diamonds !
Goodness had nothing to do with it, dearie
Give a man a free hand... and he'll run it all over you
Good sex is like good Bridge... If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand
He who hesitates is last.
His mother should have thrown him away...and kept the stork
I don't like myself, I'm crazy about myself.
I go for two kinds of men. The kind with muscles, and the kind without.
I like two kinds of men: domestic and imported
I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it.
I'm the lady who works at Paramount all day... and Fox all night.
Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?
It's not the men in my life that counts -- it's the life in my men.
I used to be Snow White... but I drifted

My hollyhocks are just about at their best at the moment, several blooms per stem in shades from deep red to pink. The spikes aren't as high this year, but there are many more of them - should be less chance of them breaking in the wind.

The asters that I bought at the market have just started flowering; looks like I've got three colours in the eight plants. They're only a few inches tall though; a bit disappointing because I was expecting them growing to 18-24 inches so I planted them towards the back of the garden.

The eschscholtzia is now several weeks past its peak blooming phase but still has a few dozen flowers on display and the buddleia (which I pruned back to ground level in the winter) is just starting to show some colour.