Time assuages the griefs of men

Young men may die; old men must

Young in limbs, in judgment old

Women are the snares of Satan

Women laugh when they can, and weep when they will

Women will have their wills [the last word]

Women, wind and fortune are ever changing

Words are men’s daughters, but God’s sons are things

Words are for women, actions for men

Words bind men

Women and hens are lost by gadding

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

Women are as wavering as the wind

Women are great talkers

Women are the devil’s net

Wine and wealth change wise men’s manners

Wine and wenches empty men’s purses

Wise men are silent; fools talk

Wise men change their minds; fools never do

Wise men learn by other men´s harmas, fools by their own

Who gives no thanks to men, gives not thanks to God

Who laughs at crooked men should need walk very straight

Who all men will please shall never find ease

Where the hedge is lowest, men may soonest over

Three women and a goose make a market

Where men are well used, they’ll frequent there

When candles are out, all women are fair

When an ass climbs a ladder, we may find wisdom in women

Under the tongue men are crushed to death

Ugly women, finely dressed, are the uglier for it

Truth’s best ornament is nakedness

Trust is dead, ill payment killed it

To dead men and absent there are no friends

There is a remedy for everything, could men find it

There are more men threatened than stricken

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