You won't see a good drunk in a teahouse.
God grant me a good sword and no use for it.
No one is a good judge of his own case.
A good bee will not go to a drooping flower.
Acorns were good till bread was found.
A bad peace is better than a good quarrel.
One good daughter is worth seven sons.
A bad reaper never gets a good sickle.
Better a good hope than a bad possession.
God is a good worker but He loves to be helped.
Goodness speaks in a whisper, evil shouts.
Conscience is the nest where all good is hatched.
To fall off a good horse is at least worthwhile.
She was a terrible mother, there was no doubt about it, but she didn't even have the strength to feel guilty.
God is the color of water. Water doesn't have a color.
Then she smiles, like it's the first time she's seen sun after a decade of winters.
I am not my mother. I love her, but I am not her.
Maybe mothers - consciously or subconsciously - repelled their daughters in different ways.
Let's make our own way,' says the Mother, 'and not in this boat.
Do not forget to put it here where it never gets lost,” his mother said, pointing to his heart.
Very few writers thank their mothers for keen editorial insight; I'm happy to be the exception.
