Every man honest till de day him ketch.
The good mother says not, Will you? but gives.
He bellows like a bull, but is as weak as a bulrush.
It is well to leave off playing when the game is at its best.
The water has passed his head.
Lightly gained, quickly lost.
Love cannot be bought or sold, its only price is love.
It is the absence of a cat that allowed the rat to climb onto the table.
No man is his craft's master the first day.