The lazy manage to keep up with the earth's rotation just as well as the industrious.
Arrogance rides triumphantly through the gates, barely glancing at the old woman about to cut the rope and spring shut the trap.
The desire to perform impedes conversation.
I did not know I was in my prime until afterwards.
Clouds of flavors and savors float around the thing-in-itself.
Opportunity often goes begging. Luck, never.