It is the disposition of the thought that altered the nature of the thing.
If you will be cherished when you are old, be courteous while you be young.
A heat full of coldness, a sweet full of bitterness, a pain full of pleasantness, which maketh thoughts have eyes and hearts ears, bred by desire, nursed by delight, weaned by jealousy, kill'd by dissembling, buried by ingratitude, and this is love.
It is good walking when one hath his horse in hand.
Fish and guests in three days are stale.
Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.