A man loses his illusions first, his teeth second, and his follies last.
The man with a toothache thinks everyone happy whose teeth are sound.
No, my friend, I am not drunk. It is that I have been to the dentist and I need not go again for six months. It is a beautiful thought.
If suffering brought wisdom, the dentist’s office would be full of luminous ideas.
My health plan doesn’t cover dental, so I enrolled my teeth as 32 dependents, each needing a complete physical once a year.
We do have a zeal for laughter in most situations, give or take a dentist.