There would be no great ones, if there were no little ones.
A garden must be looked unto and dressed as the body.
'It's this accursed Science,' I cried. 'It's the very Devil. The mediaeval priests and persecutors were right, and the Moderns are all wrong. You tamper with it-and it offers you gifts. And directly you take them it knocks you to pieces in some unexpected way.'
He that riseth betimes hath some thing in his head.
The table robbes more then a thiefe.
Castles are Forrests of stones.