A never-failing way to get rid of a fellow is to tell him something for his own good.
Nobody can be as agreeable as an uninvited guest.
As to those who hoard gold and silver and spend it not in God's path, give them, then, the tidings of a painful agony: on a day when these things shall be heated in hell-fire, and their foreheads, and their sides, and their backs shall be branded therewith.
There's many a slip twixt the blueprints and a new house.
Nobody ever forgets where he buried the hatchet.
Fashion: a barricade behind which men hide their nothingness.