The aphorisim catastrophe

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I'm in the process of writing a poem called the "The Aphorism Catastrophe," which contains lines like:

     Don't count your chickens before you kill two with one stone.

Etc. It has a sort of cumulative effect -- I promise.

It's amazingly hard to call to mind aphorisms as such, so I'm inviting you to contribute yours. (You don't have to mix two together as above -- I just need some raw material.) For the poem to work, the aphorism has to be fairly well known.

Hey, I'm writing poetry. And you're helping! And we're using
the internet! It's interactive poetry! I wonder if I could get a grant.....

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It's not over till the fat lady sings.
Don't cry over spilled milk.
It never rains but it pours.
Six of one, half a dozen of the other.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
All things come to those who wait.
People who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.
The proof of the pudding is in the eating.
Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.
The pot calling the kettle black.
Three times a bridesmaid, never a bride.

And now my brain hurts. :)

A fool and his money are soon parted
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread (although I accidentally typed angles, which somehow works as well)
one burned, twice shy
measure once, cut twice
three's a crowd
one is the lonliest number
42

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