He is turning his coat according to the wind.
He is well known as bad money.
God is the doctor of the man who quarrels with his master.
He likes it, as a goat likes the knife, that kills him.
Everyone his own trouble.
He is as impertinent as a fly at the market.
Even our fingers are not equal.
For a thirsty ox dirty water will do as well.
Fortune favours the fool.
Even good tree has, sometimes bad fruit.
Even a little is more than nothing.