He who feared that he would not succeed sat still.

Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects your soul you postpone the cure until next year?

You will have written exceptionally well if, by skilful arrangement of your words, you have made an ordinary one seem original.

Our years Glide silently away. No tears, No loving orisons repair The wrinkled cheek, the whitening hair That drop forgotten to the tomb.

Don't carry logs into the forest.

A word once uttered can never be recalled.

Jokes aside, let us turn to serious matters.