A man in passion rides a horse that runs away with him.
One that would have the fruit must climb the tree.
He that falls into sin is a man; that grieves at it, is a saint; that boasteth of it, is a devil.
Let him who expects one class of society to prosper in the highest degree, while the other is in distress, try whether one side; of the face can smile while the other is pinched.
Wine hath drowned more men than the sea.
He that travels much knows much.