The road to the inn is much better than the stay.
Abundance, even of good things, prevents them from being valued
Man appoints, and God disappoints.
The treason pleases, but the traitors are odious.
And thus being totally preoccupied, he rode so slowly that the sun was soon glowing with such intense heat that it would have melted his brains, if he'd had any.
Fear has many eyes and can see things underground.