But my thoughts ran woolgathering; and I did like the countryman, who looked for his ass while he was mounted on his back. |
By such innovations are languages enriched, when the words are adopted by the multitude, and naturalized by custom. |
By the street of By and By, one arrives at the house of Never |
Can one desire too much of a good thing? |
Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and old sheep; and I have heard our parson say, death values a prince no more than a clown; all’s fish that comes to his net; he throws at all, and sweeps stakes; he’s no mower that takes a nap at noon-day, but drives on, fair weather or foul, and cuts down the green grass as well as the ripe corn: he’s neither squeamish nor queesy-stomach’d, for he swallows without chewing, and crams down all things into his ungracious maw; and tho’ you can see no belly he has, he has a confounded dropsy, and thirsts after men’s lives, which he guggles down like mother’s milk. |
Delay always breeds danger and to protract a great design is often to ruin it. |
Delay always heeds danger. |
Didn't I tell you, Don Quixote, sir, to turn back, for they were not armies you were going to attack, but flocks of sheep? |
Don't put too fine a point to your wit for fear it should get blunted. |
Drink moderately, for drunkenness neither keeps a secret, nor observes a promise |
Earned with the sweat of my brows. |
El ver mucho y leer mucho aviva los ingenios de los hombres. |
Every man is as God made him, ay, and often worse. |
Every man is as heaven made him, and sometimes a great deal worse. |
Every one is as God made him, and often a great deal worse. |