Strike the iron whilst it is hot.
Fate leads the willing, and th' unwilling draws.
Petite ville, grand renom. Small town, great renown.
Don't limp in front of the lame.
Ha! for a divine and lordly manor, there is nothing like solid ground.
Languages exist by arbitrary institutions and conventions among peoples; words, as the dialecticians tell us, do not signify naturally, but at our pleasure.