Time is the great healer

Time is a great healer

They must hunger in frost that will not work in heat

Those that eat cheries with great persons, shall have their eyes squirted out with the stones

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it

You cannot have your cake and eat it too

You can’t have your cake and eat it too

Words and feathers the wind carries away

Work eat

Women and wine, game and deceit, make the wealth small, and the wants great

Women are great talkers

Wine makes all sorts of creatures at table

Who makes himself a sheep will be eaten by the wolves

Whose bread I eat, his song I sing

Who cannot beat the horse, beats the saddle

Thrift is a great revenue

They that have no other meat, bread and butter are glad to eat

There would be no great ones if there were no little ones

What an insignificant creature is man

War is death’s feast

Under the tongue men are crushed to death

Virtue and vice divide the worlds, but vice has got the greater share

Treat your friend as if he might become an enemy

To make like ass, that carries gold and eats thistles

To eat the calf in the cow’s belly

To cut large thongs of another man’s leather

To cut one’s throat with a feather

To beat the air

To beat about the bush

To a full belly all meat is bad

There is a medicine for all things except death and taxes

There are more men threatened than stricken

The wages of sin is death

The still sow eats up all the draft

The proof of the pudding is in the eating

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