As the best wine doth make the sharpest vinegar, so the deepest love turns to the deadliest hate.
The soft droppes of rain perce the hard marble.
The finest edge is made with the blunt whetstone.
All men [are] of one metal, but not in one mold.
A comely olde man as busie as a bee.
The slothful are always ready to engage in idle talk of what will be done tomorrow, and every day after.