A generous man makes a miser grieve.
You need four men to make a good salad: a crazy man to mix it, a scholar for the salt, a miser for a touch of vinegar, and a squanderer for the oil.
There is no miser without his load of trouble.
A miser and his persimmon seeds.
Better die a beggar than live as a miser.
The miser is his own mother-in-law.
Death has the key to open the miser’s chest.
The poor man wants much, the miser everything.
A miser and a liar bargain quickly.