I talk of Chalk and you of Cheese; Charity begins at Home; Cut your Coat according to your Cloth; What can’t be cur’d must be endur’d.
As you brew so you shall bake; Every bean has its Black; it is an ill wind that blows no body good
Well begun is half ended; All is well that ends well.
As sure as God’s in Gloucestershire; Every Man thinks his own Geese Swans.