I'll Turn Over A New Leaf.

The Wicked Are Always Ungrateful.

Our Hours In Love Have Wings; In Absence, Crutches.

Make Yourself Honey And The Flies Will Devour You.

Don Quixote Followed Nature, And Being Satisfied With His First Sleep, Did Not Solicit More. As For Sancho, He Never Wanted A Second, For The First Lasted Him From Night To Morning, Indicating A Sound Body And A Mind Free From Care; But His Master, Being Unable To Sleep Himself Awakened Him, Saying, "i Am Amazed, Sancho, At The Torpor Of Thy Soul; It Seems As If Thou Wert Made Of Marble Or Brass, Insensible Of Emotion Or Sentiment!

There Is No Proverb That Is Not True.