When it rains pottage you must hold up your dish
Small rain lays great dust
Drive the nail that will go
There is no time like the present
A new broom sweeps clean
He that comes first to the hill, may sit where he will
Woe to him who is alone
Every why has a wherefore
A foul morning may turn to a fine day
One good turn deserves another
Actions speak louder than words
Success doesn’t come to you. You go to it.
Make all the difference
Never too much of a good thing
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
Where there’s a will there’s a way
Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed
A lazy sheep thinks its wool heavy
Live in your world, play in ours.
Water is collected in an open vessel.