A Bad Year And A Bad Month

Take Away The Motive, And You Take Away The Sin.

It Takes All Sorts (to Make A World

Fear Has Many Eyes And Can See Things Underground.

All Women Are Good - Good For Nothing, Or Good For Something.

'tis Said Of Love That It Sometimes Goes, Sometimes Flies; Runs With One, Walks Gravely With Another; Turns A Third Into Ice, And Sets A Fourth In A Flame: It Wounds One, Another It Kills: Like Lightning It Begins And Ends In The Same Moment: It Makes That Fort Yield At Night Which It Besieged But In The Morning; For There Is No Force Able To Resist It.