It is the nature of the unfortunate to be spiteful, and to envy those who are well to do.
A woman without paint is like food without salt.
It is sheer folly to take unwilling hounds to the chase.
The gods confound the man who first found out How to distinguish hours! Confound him, too, Who in this place set up a sun-dial, To cut and hack my days so wretchedly Into small portions.
You have eaten a meal dangerously seasoned. [You have laid up a grief in store for yourself.]
A mouse never entrusts his life to only one hole.