Tell me what company thou keepest and I'll tell thee what thou art.

I have other fish to fry.

A blot in thy escutcheon to all futurity.

Well, there's a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us flat one time or other.

Take away the motive, and you take away the sin.

there are many hours and minutes between now and tomorrowand in any one of them-even in a minute,the house falls

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.