Where gold speaks every tongue is silent.

Money begets money.

Substance is not enough, accident is also required.

Speak of the Devil and he appears.

Often he who does too much does too little.

Of the wealth of the world each has as much as they take.

If the secret sorrows of everyone could be read on their forehead, how many who now cause envy would suddenly become the objects of pity.

A hundred wagon loads of thoughts will not pay a single ounce of debt.

Of what does not concern you say nothing good or bad.

Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.