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.
Nothing so perilous as procrastination
It is a blind goose that cometh to the fox's sermon.
Where the streame runneth smoothest, the water is deepest.
It is a world to see.
The slothful are always ready to engage in idle talk of what will be done tomorrow, and every day after.