They Love Too Much That Die For

Every Man Praises His Own Wares.

Misery Loves Company.

Fish Must Swim Thrice--once Is The Water, A Second Time In The Sauce, And A Third Time In Wine In The Stomach.

He That Buys Land Buys Many Stones, He That Buys Flesh Buys Many Bones, He That Buys Eggs Buys Many Shells, But He That Buys Good Ale Buys Nothing Else.

In A Calm Sea Every Man Is A Pilot.