That which hussies spares, Cats eat.
The weakest goes to the walls.
There is no medicine for fear.
Touch a gall'd Horse on the back and he will fling.
There is no fool to an old fool.
There is none without a fault.
The longer we live, the more farlies we see.
They are welcome that brings.
Twa Daughters, and a back-door, are three stark thieves.
The Piper wants meikle, that wants the nether chafts.