PROVERB |
Want is the mother of industry. |
The way to a man's heart is through his stomach. |
We are all slaves of opinion. |
We get what we deserve not what we desire. |
We soon believe what we desire. |
The weakest goes to the wall. |
What can you expect from a hog but a grunt? |
What costs little is little esteemed. |
What is a workman without his tools? |
What is bred in the bone will never come out of the flesh. |
What's yours is mine, and what's mine is my own. |
What man has done, man can do. |
What may be done at any time is done at no time. |
What must be must be. |
What one loses on the swings, one makes up on the roundabouts. |
What soberness conceals, drunkenness reveals. |
What the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over. |
When in doubt, do nowt. |
When the wolf comes in at the door, love creeps out of the window. |
When the word is out, it belongs to another. |
When thieves fall out, honest men come by their own. |
Where ignorance is bliss, it is folly to be wise. |
Where there's muck, there's brass. |
Whether the pitcher strikes the stone, or the stone the pitcher, it is bad for the pitcher. |
Who chatters to you will chatter of you. |
Who is worse shod than the shoemaker's wife? |
Who repairs not his gutters repairs his whole house. |
Win at first and lose at last. |
A wise man is never less alone than when alone. |
Wise men learn by other's mistakes; fools by their own. |
The wish is father to the thought. |
The worse luck now, the better another time. |
Worse things happen at sea. |
The worth of a thing is best known by the want of it. |
You cannot get a quart into a pint pot. |
You cannot get blood out of a stone. |
You cannot make a silk purse out of a sow's ear. |
You cannot make bricks without straw. |
You cannot run with the hare and hunt with the hounds. |
You cannot serve God and Mammon. |
You may know by a handful the whole sack. |
You must grin and bear it. |
You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours. |
The young will sow their wild oats. |
Youth will be served. |
Young blood must have its course. |
Zeal without knowledge is a runaway horse. |