Make hay while the sun shines
Many a little makes a mickle
Many hands make light work
Men are blind in their own cause
Men are known by the company they keep
Men make houses, women make homes
Mind your p´ and q´s
Misery loves company
Mistunes never come singly
Moderation in all things
Money has no smell
Money is the root of all evil
More haste less speed
Much would have more
Murder will out