Mixing one's wines may be a mistake, but old and new wisdom mix admirably.
I don't like where I'm going and I don't like where I've been. Why am I in a hurry?
The mill wheel turns, it turns forever, though what is uppermost remains not so.
Everyone chases after happiness, not noticing that happiness is right at their heels.
There are a few things that'll move people to pity, a few, but the trouble is, when they've been used several times, they no longer work.
From the cradle to the coffin underwear comes first.