There were but two families in the world, Have-much and Have-little.

Every dog has his day.

I never thrust my nose into other men's porridge. It is no bread and butter of mine; every man for himself, and God for us all.

Where there's music there can be no evil.

Blessings on him, who invented sleep.

There is remedy for all things except death - Don Quixote De La Mancha

Nor has his death the world deceiv'd than his wondrous life surprise d; if he like a madman liv'd least he like a wise one dy'd.