Every one thinks himself without sin because he has not those of others.
Every one thinks his own a falcon.
Every one thinks his own burden the heaviest.
Every one thinks his own cross heaviest.
Every one thinks his sack heaviest.
Every one thinks that all the bells echo his own thoughts.
Every one to his equal.
Every one to his liking.
Every one to his own calling, and the ox to the plough.
Every one to his taste, as the old woman said when she kissed her cow.
Every one to his taste.
Every one tries to cross the fence where it is lowest.
Every one turns his dreams into realities as far as he can; man is cold as ice to the truth, hot as fire to falsehood. La Fontaine
Every one wishes that the man whom he fears would perish. Ovid
Every one wishes to bring water to his own mill, and leave his neighbour's dry.
Every one's censure is first moulded in his own nature.
Every one's faulto are not written in/on their foreheads.
Every one's true worship was that which he found in use in the place where be chanced to be. Montaigne
Every only daughter has her charms. Yiddish] Itlecheh bas-yechideh hot zikh ir chaindel.
Every opportunity passed is lost.
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven. T. Edwards
Every passing hour wounds; the last hour kills' ( Posted under medieval sundials to remind people to enjoy life).
Every passion gives a particular cast to the countenance, and is apt to discover itself in some feature or other. I have seen an eye curse for half an hour together, and an eyebrow call a man a scoundrel. Addison
Every path hath a puddle. George Herbert, Jacula Prudentum
Every patient is a doctor after his cure.
Every Paul has his own truth.
Every pea hath its vease, and a bean fifteen.
Every peasant is proud of the pond in his village because from it he measures the sea.
Every pease must have his case.
Every peddler praises his own junk.
Every peddler praises his own needles.
Every peddler speaks highly about his own needles.
Every pedlar praises his needles. Robert Burton, The Anatomy of Melancholy: Democritus to the Reader
Every pedlar praises his own needles.
Every penny counts. Un sou est un sou.
Every people has the naive notion of being God's best invention.
Every period of life has its peculiar prejudices; whoever saw old age, that did not applaud the past, and condemn the present times? Montaigne
Every person admires his own character.
Every person is a fool in some person's opinion.
Every person is observant to the flaws of others and blind to his own flaws.
Every pert young fellow that has a moving fancy, and the least jingle of verse in his head, sets up for a writer of songs, and resolves to immortalize his bottle or his mistress. Steele
Every picture tells a story
Every picture tells a story.
Every pig has it Martinmas.
Every place is safe to him who lives with justice. Epictetus
Every place of retirement requires a walk. Michel De Montaigne
Every play maun be played, and some maun play it. Scotland
Every pleasure has a suffering and every suffering has a pleasure.