Take not a musket to kill a butterfly
Take the bitter with sweet
Take the Devil and he is sure to appear
Take the rough with the smooth
Take the will for the deed
Take things as they come
Tastes differ
Tell the truth and shame the Devil
The apple never falls far from the tree
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
The bitter is sometimes bit
The blind leading the blind
The bread never falls but its buttered side
The buck stops here
The cobbler to his last and the gummer to his linstock
The company makes the feast
The cowl does not make the monk
The darkest hour is just before dawn
The Devil can quote Scripture for his own ends
The early bird catches the worm
The end justifies the means
The end makes all equal
The exception proves the rule
The eye is bigger than the belly
The eyes are the window of the soul
The first blow is half the battle
The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence
The grass is always greener on the other side of the hill
The greatest talkers are the least doers
The higher the monkey climbs the more he shows his tails
The highest branch is not the safest roost
The last drop makes the cup run over
The mountain labored and brought forth a mouse
The more the merrier
The more you have, the more you want
The mother of mischief is no bigger than a midge´s wing
The one that pays the piper calls the tune
The pen is mightier than the sword
The pot called the kettle black
The proof of the pudding is in the eating
There are no birds in last year´s nest
There are two sides to every question
There goes more to marriage than four bare legs in bed
There is a black sheep in every flock
There is a first time for everything
There is an exception to every rule
There is many a slip twixt cup and lip
There is no accounting for tastes
There is no disputing about tastes
There is no garden without its weeds
There is no great loss without some gain
There is no pleasure without pain
There is no rose without a thorn
There is no smoke without fire
There is nothing lost by civility
There is no wheat without chaff
There´s more than one way to skin a cat
There´s no accounting for taste
There´s no place like home
There’s no such thing as a free lunch
There’s no time like the present
The shoemaker´s son always goes barefoot
The shortest way round is the longest way home
The show must go on
The sooner begun, the sooner done
The squeaky wheel gets the grease
The tailor makes the man
They brag most who can do least
The way to a man´s heart in through his stomach
Things are seldom what they seem
Think first and speak afterwards
Third time lucky
Those who live in glass houses shouldn´t throw stones
Throw out a sprat to catch a mackerel
Time is a great healer
Time is money
Time will tell
To err is human
Tomorrow is another day
Too many cooks spoil the broth
Travel broadens the mind
Truth will out
Two heads are better than one
Two´s company, three´s a crows
