The old man looks death in the eye, the young man keeps him behind his back.
He who believes his wife too much will regret it in the end.
He who marries on a rainy day will be happy for the rest of his life.
Poverty is a wonderful thing. It sticks to a man after all his friends have forsaken him.
May you have a bright future -- as the chimney sweep said to his son.
The matchmaker always asks for too much money for his eight hundred lies.
Don't judge a man until you have walked two moons in his moccasins.
Throw a lucky man in the sea, and he will come up with a fish in his mouth.
In a small house God has His corner, in a big house He has to stand in the hall.
In a small house God has his corner, in a large house He has to stand in the hall.
The young magpie that pulls feathers out of his mother thinks that he is showing gratitude in that way.
He who stands by his point of view, must be ready to suffer hunger.
Someone who can hold on to his money is worth more than the one who earns it.
He is not honest who has burned his tongue and does not tell the company the soup is hot.
I pushed passed him. He grabbed my hand and swung me back towards him. Then he pushed me against the wall and... he kissed me. He ran his thumb along my jawline and down my throat, hips pinning me to the wall. He kissed me slowly and with intensity, ...
A lover finds his mistress asleep on a mossy bank; he wishes to catch a glimpse of her fair face without waking her. He steals softly over the grass, careful to make no sound; he pauses -- fancying she has stirred: he withdraws: not for worlds would ...
...He kissed me again, farther up my neck, and I pushed him back against the wall. My mind searched for the logical thought, a rational life raft before I drowned in wanting to hiss him. I managed, "We've only met a few days ago. We don't know each o...
I don’t have any regrets,” a famous movie actor said in an interview I recently witnessed. “I’d live everything over exactly the same way.” “That’s really pathetic,” the talk show host said. “Are you seeking help?” “Yeah. My shr...
She opened her eyes to find a strange man above her. "Ahh," he sighed. "Your eyes are the color of jade. I imagined them to be dark, like your hair. How strange." She continued to stare at him without a word. His figure loomed over her, and he stared...
You didn't think I really liked you? Do you think I really like you now?" He turned toward her, uncertainty in his face."You did go quite a lot of effort to be having this conversation, but... I don't want to read too much of what I hope into that." ...
[Agent Monk has kidnapped the mayor] Agent Monk: You. I'm gonna tell you a story. A kid named Homer Wilkes lives 30 miles north of here. He'd just taken his girlfriend home and was walking along the road. A truck pulls up beside him. Four white boys ...
