A greater liar than the Parthians.
I shall not wholly die, and a great part of me will escape the grave.
He makes himself ridiculous who is for ever repeating the same mistake.
The cook cares not a bit for toil, toil, if the fowl be plump and fat
Those that are little, little things suit.
Be not ashamed to have had wild days, but not to have sown your wild oats.