Maybe the greatest madness is to see life as it is rather than what it could be.

Do not eat garlic or onions; for their smell will reveal that you are a peasant.

Proverbs are short sentences drawn from long experience.

Pray, look better, sir... those things yonder are no giants, but windmills.

In short, virtue cannot live where envy reigns, nor liberality subsist with niggardliness.

I do not say a proverb is amiss when aptly and reasonably applied, but to be forever discharging them, right or wrong, hit or miss, renders conversation insipid and vulgar.

When the head aches, all the members partake of the pain.