When mistrust comes in, love goes out. |
When the fruit is scarcest its taste is sweetest |
When the hand ceases to scatter, the heart ceases to pray |
Where the tongue slips, it speaks the truth |
Where the tongue slips, it speaks the truth |
Who gossips with you will gossip of you |
Winter comes fast on the lazy |
You must empty a box before you fill it again |
You'll never plow a field by turning it over in your mind |
You've got to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather was. |
Youth has a small head |