Everyone knows that you mustn't praise a good wine, a good horse and a good wife.
Everyone knows the bear, but the bear knows no one.
Everyone knows what's cooking in their pot.
Everyone knows where his own shoe pinches him.
Everyone knows where his shoe pinches. Yiddish] Yeder vaist vu se drikt im der shuch.
Everyone lays a burden on the willing horse.
Everyone leaps over the dyke where it is lowest.
Everyone likes his own habit.
Everyone loves a thing of beauty.
Everyone loves justice in the affairs of another.
Everyone loves the tree that gives him shelter.
Everyone makes firewood of a fallen tree.
Everyone makes lumber from a fallen tree.
Everyone must bear his own cross.
Everyone must row with the oars he has.
Everyone must row with the oars they have.
Everyone of us knows how painful it is to be called by malicious names, to have his character undermined by false insinuations, to be overreached in a bargain, to be neglected by those who rise in life, to be thrust on one side by those who have stronger wills and stouter hearts. Everyone knows, also, the pleasure of receiving a kind look, a warm greeting, a hand held out to help in distress, a difficulty solved, a higher hope revealed for this world or the next. By that pain and by that pleasure let us judge what we should do to others. Dean Stanley
Everyone praises his native land.
Everyone prefers his own.
Everyone pushes a falling fence.
Everyone put up his mind for sale on the market, and liked his own mind.
Everyone puts his fault on the Times. George Herbert, Jacula Prudentum
Everyone rakes the fire under his own pot.
Everyone rejoices at the end
Everyone runs to cut wood from the fallen tree.
Everyone should carefully observe which way his heart draws him, and then choose that way with all his strength.
Everyone should contribute when collection is made.
Everyone speaks well of the bridge which carries him over.
Everyone stones the tree that bears fruit.
Everyone stretches his legs according to the length of his coverlet.
Everyone talks of changing the world, but no one talks of changing himself. Leo Tolstoy.
Everyone talks of what he loves.
Everyone that has been long dead has a due proportion of praise allotted him, in which whilst he lived his friends were too profuse and his enemies too sparing. JOSEPH ADDISON (1672-1719), The Spectator. Vol. 2, No. 10-1.
Everyone thinks his own burden heavy.
Everyone thinks his own burden the heaviest.
Everyone thinks his own cross is heaviest.
Everyone thinks his own spit tastes good.
Everyone thinks his own thoughts are best.
Everyone thinks of his own gain, and plays in this way to deceive his companion.
Everyone tries to make the water flow to his mill.
Everyone wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die
Everyone wants to go to heaven, but no one wants to die.
Everyone wants to go to heaven; the desire is there but the fortitude is not.
Everyone wants to live long, but no one wants to be called old.
Everyone who is successful must have dreamed of something.