Wait until it is night before saying it has been a fine day

There is no pillow so soft as a clear conscience

With enough "ifs" we could put Paris into a bottle

Write injuries in sand, kindnesses in marble

People count up the faults of those who keep them waiting

A surgeon should be young a physician old

A closed mouth catches no flies

Desperate maladies require desperate remedies

Appetite comes with eating; the more one has, the more one would have

Great boasters, little doers