Don't cry over spilled milk

Those who give up their liberty for more security neither deserve liberty nor security.

A Man of Knowledge like a rich Soil, feeds If not a world of Corn, a world of Weeds.

He that would travel much, should eat little.

What one relishes, nourishes.

Hot things, sharp things, sweet things, cold things All rot the teeth, and make them look like old things.

There was never a good war, or a bad peace.