If You Speak Insults You Will Hear

What Is Thine Is Mine, And All Mine Is Thine. [lat., Quod Tuum'st Meum'st; Omne Meum Est Autem Tuum.]

This Is The Great Fault Of Wine; It First Trips Up The Feet: It Is A Cunning Wrestler.

Things Unhoped For Happen Oftener Than Things We Desire.

A Mouse Relies Not Solely On One Hole.

Your Tittle-tattlers, And Those Who Listen To Slander, By My Good Will Should All Be Hanged - The Former By Their Tongues, The Latter By The Ears.