Jock, when ye hae naething else to do, ye may be aye sticking in a tree; it will be growing, Jock, when ye 're sleeping.

If a farmer fills his barn with grain, he gets mice. If he leaves it empty, he gets actors.

A ruin should always be protected but never repaired - thus may we witness full the lingering legacies of the past.

Covetousness bursts the sack and spills the grain.

He is the best sailor who can steer within fewest points of the wind, and exact a motive power out of the greatest obstacles.

Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.

Whose lenient sorrows find relief, whose joys are chastened by their grief.