Hindsight is a wonderful thing but foresight is better, especially when it comes to saving life, or some pain!
You throw the sand against the wind and the wind blows it back again.
How can the bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child, when fears annoy, But droop his tender wing, And forget his youthful spring?
No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
More! More! is the cry of a mistaken soul.
The man who never alters his opinions is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.