You cannot hide the sun with one hand.
Widows weep but they look for another husband.
Two cats will not live together in one sack.
The lazybones must work twice.
The daughter-in-law wipes away what the mother-in-law has seen.
The baby who doesn't cry isn't nursed.
Such is the fate of the sheep: either shorn or roasted.
Old love and wood will burn as soon as they get the chance.
Old debts are never paid, and the new ones get old easily.
None of us knows who we are.
Light in the streets, shadows in the house.
Laughing wife, crying purse.
If you are going to die you will die in the dark even if you have been in the candle business.
Hens perched on top will shit on those below.
He who prays a lot is afraid of something.
He who lives on illusions, dies of disillusion.
God writes on crooked lines.
For our sins god has created three enemies for us: mice in the house, the fox in the mountains, and a priest in our village.
Better a devil you know than a hundred strangers.
Become famous, then go to sleep.
A good guitarist will play on one string.
