“When it rains on the priest, it dripples on the sacristan.”

He who whispers lies.

When the devil grows old he turns religious.

What starts with a needle usually ends with a silver bowl.

Each thing has its time.

There must be some moderation.

As old people sing, young people tweet.

Constant sunshine makes a desert.

To err is human; to forgive, divine.

No one is a prophet in one’s own homeland.

Don’t think about the pig until it’s in the poke.

Each person is the forger of his own happiness.

The smith’s horse and the shoemakers children are worst shod.

Warned is armed.

A good man manages on his own.

That day, that sorrow.

Don’t shoot yourself in the foot.