A country where flowers are priced so as to make them a luxury has yet to learn the first principles of civilization

A cloth is not woven from a single thread

A clever person turns great troubles into little ones and little ones into none at all

A closed mind is like a closed book; just a block of wood

Outside noisy, inside empty

One joy shatters a hundred griefs

One happiness scatters a thousand sorrows

One family builds the wall, two families enjoy it

One generation plants the trees, another gets the shade

Never do anything standing that you can do sitting, or anything sitting that you can do lying down

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