The higher the monkey goes the more he shows his tail.
When sweethearts want each other, the parents must inevitably accede.
Little by little the cotton thread becomes a turban.
The eye that is still says more than a chattering mouth.
It requires a lot of carefulness to kill a fly that touches on the scrotum.
There is plenty of sound in an empty barrel.
Each husband gets the infidelity he deserves.
Having finished the meal, the company leaves.
One cannot love and be wise.