One Proverb Is Worth a Million 50-Cent Words



All that Glitters is not Gold. All articles that coruscate with resplendence are not truly auriferous.
Beggars cannot be choosers. Sorting on the part of mendicants must be interdicted.
Dead men tell no tales. Male cadavers are incapable of rendering any testimony.
Beginner’s luck Neophite’s serendipity.
A Rolling Stone gathers no Moss. A revolving lithic conglomerate accumulates no congeries of small, green, biophytic plant.
Birds of a feather flock together. Members of an avian species of identical plumage tend to congregate.
Beauty is only skin-deep. Pulchritude possesses solely cutaneous profundity.
Cleanliness is next to Godliness. Freedom from incrustations of crime is contiguous to rectitude.
Don’t cry over Spilt Milk. It is fruitless to become lachrymose of precipitately departed lacteal fluid.
Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child. Eschew the implement of correction and vitiate the scion.
The Pen is Mightier than the Sword. The stylus is more potent than the rapier.
You can’t teach an Old Dog new Tricks. It is fruitless to attempt to indoctrinate a superannuated canine with innovative maneuvers.
Look before you leap. Surveillance should precede saltation.
Twinkle twinkle little star Scintillate, scintillate, asteroid minim. (not a proverb)
One who laughs the last, laughs the best. The person presenting the ultimate cachinnation possesses thereby the optimal cachinnation.
All work and No Play makes Jack (?) a Dull boy. Exclusive dedication to necessitous chores without interludes of hedonistic diversion renders John a hebetudinous fellow.
Those who live Glass Houses should cast no stones. Individuals who make their abodes in vitreous edifices would be advised to refrain from catapulting petrious projectiles.
Where there’s smoke, there’s fire. Where there are visible vapors having their provenance in ignited carbonaceous materials, there is conflagration.