Tis an old saying, the Devil lurks behind the cross. All is not gold that glitters. From the tail of the plough, Bamba was made King of Spain; and from his silks and riches was Rodrigo cast to be devoured by the snakes.
No man is more than another unless he does more than another.
Every production must resemble its author.
Wine in excess keeps neither secrets nor promises.
God who sends the wound sends the medicine.
But my thoughts ran a wool-gathering; and I did like the countryman, who looked for his ass while he was mounted on his back.