Curtesie on one side only lasts not long.
Go not for every grief to the physician, nor for every quarrell to the lawyer, nor for every thirst to the pot.
War is death's feast.
When you are an Anvill, hold you still; when you are a hammer, strike your fill.
A house and a woman sute excellently.
The words ending in Ique do mocke the Physician (as Hectique, Paralitique, Apoplectique, Lethargique).