Il-bniedem qatta xewk.
Man is a faggot of thorns.

M'HEMMX WARDA BLA XEWK.
There is no rose without thorns.

Kull tajra tifrah brixha.
Every bird is proud of its feathers.

Wara l-maltemp jigi l-bnazzi.
After bad weather comes fine weather.

TMIEM TAJJEB ISEWWI KOLLOX.
All is well that ends well.

MIN IHOBB IBATI.
He who loves suffers