Haste in every business brings failures.
Of all possessions a friend is the most precious.
It is the gods' custom to bring low all things of surpassing greatness.
Love of honor is a very shady sort of possession.
Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds. [The Motto Of The U.S. Postal Service]
For as the body grows old, so the wits grow old and become blind towards all things alike.