The pitcher goes so often to the fountain that if gets broken.

It is impossible for good or evil to last forever; and hence it follows that the evil having lasted so long, the good must be now nigh at hand.

Urgent necessity prompts many to do things, at the very thoughts of which they perhaps would start at other times.

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

Necessity urges desperate measures.

Does the devil possess you? You're leaping over the hedge before you come at the stile.

There is a strange charm in the thoughts of a good legacy, or the hopes of an estate, which wondrously removes or at least alleviates the sorrow that men would otherwise feel for the death of friends.