“It's not how you pick your nose, it's where you put that booger that counts.”
“When someone puts you down, remeber the booger having out of his/her nose.”
“Love is like a booger, you pick and pick at it. Then when you get it you wonder how to get rid of it.”
“It's not where you are today that counts. It's where you are headed.”
“As one old gentleman put it, " Son, I don't care if you're stark nekkid and wear a bone in your nose. If you kin fiddle, you're all right with me. It's the music we make that counts.”
“It's not how many friends you can count, it's how many of those you can count on.”