Treason Pleases, But Not The Traitor.

Those Two Fatal Words, Mine And Thine.

I Know Well Enough That There Have Been Dogs So Loving That They Have Thrown Themselves Into The Same Grave With The Dead Bodies Of Their Masters.

Under A Bad Cloak There Is Often A Good Drinker

Bien Predica Quien Bien Vive. He Preaches Well Who Lives Well.

I Know What's What, And Have Always Taken Care Of The Main Chance.