An ill winde that bloweth no man to good.
The more the merrier.
And while I at length debate and beate the bush, There shall steppe in other men and catch the burdes.
Be the day never so long, Evermore at last they ring to evensong.
She is nether fish nor flesh, nor good red herring.
There are none so blind as those who will not see. The most deluded people are those who choose to ignore what they already know.