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