Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque revenit. You can drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will nevertheless come back.
What does it avail you, if of many thorns only one be removed.
Force without judgement falls on its own weight.
Come, let us take a lesson from our forefathers, and enjoy the Christmas holyday.
Pale death approaches with equal step, and knocks indiscriminately at the door of teh cottage, and the portals of the palace.
Of writing well the source and fountainhead is wise thinking.