By | 1 August 2010

You wax my back and I’ll wax yours.
An itch in thine saves mine.
As the twig is split so the toothpick’s kindling.
A rolling cupboard gathers no moths.
Don’t cook all your eggs in one biscuit.
Let not the black kettle call the white tea pot hot.
Don’t kill the goose that plays the golden shower.
The proof of the prude is in the beating.
Out of sight, never mindless.
Fine feathers make fine feather dusters.
Clothes maketh the bed.
May as well be hung for a sheep as for a coat hanger.
He who lives by the fjord dies by the f’cliché.
Consummatum zest – the soup is finished.

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