Do not rejoice at my grief, for when mine is old yours will be new.
Wit without discretion is a sword in the hand of a fool.
Patience begins with tears and ends with a smile.
Never praise life in front of death, nor the beautiful day in front of night.
A solitary ox shits more than a hundred swallows.
No revenge is more honorable than the one not taken.
Early flowers give no seed.
For a bad night, a mattress of wine.
Covetousness bursts the bag.
Ingratitude is the daughter of pride.
Two birds of prey do not keep each other company.
A bad day never hath a good night.
A rich man is either a scoundrel or the heir of a scoundrel.
Beware of a reconciled friend as of the devil.
Feet that are used to move cannot remain quiet.
A woman's tears and a log's limping are not real.
He who has but one coat cannot lend it.
New loves drive out the old.
Between two friends a notary and two witnesses.
Whither shall the ox go, where he will not have to plough?
The dog that has its bitch in town never barks well.
When the fields yield not, the saints have not.
He who has a tongue goes to rome.
Compare your griefs with other men's and they will seem less.
In hunting and in love you begin when you like and leave off when you can.
A barking dog was never a good biter.
The fire well knows whose cloak burns.
Buy from desperate people, and sell to newlyweds.
He that has an ill name is half hanged.
I perfectly feel even at my fingers end.
