Bacchus has drowned more men than Neptune
Bad news has wings
Barking dogs seldom bite
Be slow to promise and quick to perform
Be swift to hear, slow to speak
Beauty is but skin-deep
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Beauty is only skin deep
Beauty lies in lover’s eyes
Before one can say Jack Robinson
Before you make a friend eat a bushel of salt with him
Beggars can’t be choosers
Behind every great man there’s a great woman
Believe not all that you see nor half what you hear
Best defence is offence
Better a glorious death than a shameful life
Better a lean peace than a fat victory
Better a little fire to warm us, than a great one to burn us
Better an egg today than a hen tomorrow
Better an open enemy than a false friend
Better be alone than in bad company
Better be born lucky than rich
Better be envied than pitied
Better be the head of a dog than the tail of a lion
Better deny at once than promise long
Better die standing than live kneeling
Better early than late
Better give a shilling than lend a half-crown
Better go to bed supperless than rise in debt
Better late than never
Better lose a jest than a friend
Better one-eyed than stone-blind
Better safe than sorry
Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t
Better the foot slip than the tongue
Better to do well than to say well
Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all
Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven
Better unborn than untaught
Better untaught than ill-taught
Between the cup and the lip a morsel may slip
Between the devil and the deep (blue) sea
Between two evils ’tis not worth choosing
Between two stools
Between two stools one goes (falls) to the ground
Between the upper and nether millstone
Betwixt and between
Beware of a silent dog and still water
Beware of Greeks bearing gifts
Bind the sack before it be full
Birds of a feather flock together
Blind men can judge no colours
Blood is thicker than water
Borrowed garments never fit well
Boys will be boys
Break a leg
Brevity is the soul of wit
Burn not your house to rid it of the mouse
Business before pleasure
By doing nothing we learn to do ill
By hook or by crook
By the street of ‘by-and-bye’ one arrives at the house of ‘Never’
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