Don't tell your friends about your indigestion. 'How are you' is a greeting, not a question.

Scheme not to make what’s Another’s your own; Be not a Dog for the sake of a Bone.

I hope the Vandals had thorns in their sandals.

A Man consumes the Time you make him Wait In thinking of your Faults-so don’t be late!

What one approves, another scorns, And thus his nature each discloses: You find the rosebush full of thorns, I find the thornbush full of roses.

It takes a bee to get the honey out.

Don’t tell your friends about your indigestion. “How are you” is a greeting, not a question.

God’s Road is all uphill, but do not tire; Rejoice that we may still keep climbing higher.

Amoebas at the start - Were not complex; They tore themselves apart - And started Sex

The tusks that clashed in mighty brawls Of mastodons, are billiard balls. The sword of Charlemagne the Just Is ferric oxide, known as rust. The grizzly bear, whose potent hug Was feared by all, is now a rug. Great Caesar's bust is on the shelf, And I don't feel so well myself.