The best herbs are in the smallest bags.
The best soup is made of old meat.
The best thing about a man is his dog.
The burden tames the beast.
The cart ruins the road, the woman the man, the water the wine.
The cassock does not make the monk.
The chicken sings what the cock teaches him.
The chicken that crows the loudest does not always give the biggest eggs.
The city that negotiates is half conquered.
The communal donkey gets the heaviest burden.
The devil sweetens another man's wife with a spoonful of honey.
The doctor is often more to be feared than the disease.
The ear is the road to the heart.
The enemy never sleeps.
The eye of the master fattens the steed.
The first half of life is spent in longing for the second, the second half in regretting the first.
The first love letters are written with the eyes.
The fool's mother is always pregnant.
The friends of our friends are our friends.
The friendship of a great man is like the shadow of a bush -- soon gone.
The graveyards are full of young lawyers, lost inheritance and young doctors.
