Blame it on the rain |
Blind is the bookless man |
Blood is thicker than water. |
Bloom where you are planted |
Boil stones in butter, and you may sip the broth |
Bowels of the earth |
Break one link and the whole chain falls apart |
Bribes throw Dust into cunning Men's eyes |
Bright as a full moon |
Broken friendships can be soldered, but never sound. |
Brought down to earth |
Building castles in the air |
Bulls make money and bears make money, but pigs seldom do |
But in deed, A friend is never known till a man have need |
But now I was a rich man, three things have left me bare; dice, wine, and women, these three have made me poor |