 It is never too
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If the sky falls, we shall catch larks. |
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Ill got, ill spent. |
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I ask for a fork and you bring rake. |
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If God be with us, who can be against us. |
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If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. |
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It is no use crying over spilt milk. |
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It is hard to live in Rome and fight with the Pope. |
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If you can't bite, never show your teeth. |
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Jack of all trades. |
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Knowledge is power. |
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Let not the left hand know, what the right hand gives. |
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Let the dead past bury its dead. |
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Let the sleeping dogs lie. |
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Let bygones be bygones. |
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Little drops make an ocean. |
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Love and red nose can't be hid. |
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Look before you leap. |
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Love begets love. |
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Like father, like son. |
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Like dog, like stick. |
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Like saint, like offering. |
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Let us see which way the wind blows. |
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Money for money and interest besides. |
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Much cry, little wool. |
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Make hay while the sun shines. |
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Man proposes, God disposes. |
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Might is right. |
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Murder will out. |
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Money makes the mare go. |
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Money begets money. |
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Nip the evil in the bud. |
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No pains, no gains. |
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Nearer the church, farther from God. |
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No rose without a thorn. |
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Necessity is the mother of invention. |
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New lords, new laws. |
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No fence against gold. |
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Nothing succeeds like success. |
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Nothing venture, nothing have. |
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