Slow and steady wins the race

True blue will never stain

If you dance you must pay the fiddler

Custom is the plague of wise men and the idol of fools

We soon believe what we desire

Ill-gotten gains never prosper

Good words without deeds are rushes and reeds

You cannot teach old dogs new tricks

Needs must when the devil drives

Just as the twig is bent, the tree is inclined

Lies have short legs

A bad workman quarrels with his tools

A nod from a lord is a breakfast for a fool

He that will steal an egg will steal an ox

A foul morn may turn to a fair day

To be in one's birthday suit

To lock the stable-door after the horse is stolen

When at Rome, do as the Romans do

An empty sack cannot stand upright

Truth is stranger than fiction

Good words and no deeds

Great spenders are bad lenders

The receiver is as bad as the thief

A city that parleys is half gotten

Leaves without figs

Go to bed with the lamb and rise with the lark

Old friends and old wine are best

A miserly father makes a prodigal son

Learn to creep before you leap

A bad corn promise is better than a good lawsuit