Proverbs are the daughters of daily experience (Dutch):

She ain't got the sense God gave a head o' lettuce.

He's one kiwi fruit short of a good compost.

He wouldn't know beans if the bad was open.

A winter's fog will kill a dog. (That was my Aunt Joyce's and, no, I have no idea.)

Well, if you don't know where you're going, any road will do. (Overheard; 2 old codgers on a street corner, Perth, Ontario, just before an election.)

You never can tell
From where you sit
Where the man in the balconey's
Gonna spit.
(My mother)

Cylch yn agos, glaw ymhell; cylch ymhell, glaw yn agos. trans: Circle (i.e. halo, around the moon) is close, rain is far (away); circle is far (i.e. large), rain is close. (My aunt Bessie)

He wouldn't know (whatever) from two loads o' hay.

Don't be afraid to go out on a limb. That's where the fruit is.

And two from GK Chesteron:

On hobbies: "If a thing's worth doing, it's worth doing badly."
"My country right or wrong would be like saying, My mother, drunk or sober."

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