Urgent necessity prompts many to do things, at the very thoughts of which they perhaps would start at other times.
Since we have a good loaf, let us not look for cheesecakes.
Whom God loves, his house is sweet to him.
Laws that only threaten, and are not kept, become like the log that was given to the frogs to be their king, which they feared at first, but soon scorned and trampled on.
Everything disturbs an absent lover.
Many littles make a much.
I never thrust my nose into other men’s porridge. It is no bread and butter of mine; every man for himself, and God for us all.
Do not eat garlic or onions; for their smell will reveal that you are a peasant.
The ass will carry his load, but not a double load; ride not a free horse to death.
A person dishonored is worst than dead.
There is a strange charm in the thoughts of a good legacy, or the hopes of an estate, which wondrously removes or at least alleviates the sorrow that men would otherwise feel for the death of friends.
Tis a dainty thing to command, though ’twere but a flock of sheep.
A blot in thy escutcheon to all futurity.
Lovers are commonly industrious to make themselves uneasy.
Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and the old sheep.
Blessings on him, who invented sleep.
Under a bad cloak there is often a good drinker.
The good governor should have a broken leg and keep at home.
There are but few proverbial sayings that are not true, for they are all drawn from experience itself, which is the mother of all sciences.
Jests that give pains are no jests.