A Word In Season Is Most Precious.

Forbear Harping On What Was Of Yore, For It Is The Common Lot Of Mortals To Sustain The Ups And Downs Of Fortune.

I Am Sure The Grapes Are Sour.

The Strong And The Weak Cannot Keep Company.

Don't Make Much Ado About Nothing.

All Men Are More Concerned To Recover What They Lose Than To Acquire What They Lack.