Who builds on sand, the fall is near.
What you lose in the fire, you will find in the ashes.
Good men are scarce.
Too much rain makes the green grain fall over.
Search for a friend with no faults and you will remain with no friends.
Let us go, where fate directs us.
A cobbler formed the shape of shoes on a wooden foot shaped last. If it lasted long he was happy.
Pride went out on horseback, and returned on foot.
To love someone who does not love you, is like shaking a tree to make the dew drops fall.