When the professor started using complex notations, it's Greek to me, so I couldn't follow the lecture.

The old chronicle described the castle and it's ancient halls in reverent detail.

It's my turn to explain the plan to the team.

When he told me he'd won the lottery, I just said, "pull the other one, it's got brass bells on," because it sounded too good to be true.

I know you're trying to be edgy, but it's not funny to belittle someone's struggles.

When the factory closed, some investors profited, proving it's an ill wind that blows no one any good.

When the factory closed, he comforted his laid-off colleagues with the old saying it's an ill wind, reminding them that someone, somewhere, would likely benefit.

Experienced dancers always remind newbies: it's not the meat, it's the motion.

When the factory closed and the town suffered, my grandmother would sigh and say, 'it's an ill wind that blows no good,' meaning that misfortune rarely benefits anyone.