A fisherman's walk: three steps and overboard.
Wine and women bring misery.
Some things are good, some middling, more bad.
Red-haired, black-lipped, club-footed, and blink-eyed; if you're a good man, you're a wonder!
No hero to me is the man who, by easy shedding of his blood, purchases fame: my hero is he who, without death, can win praise.
Birdes of a feather will flocke togither.