Being daily swallowed by men's eyes, They surfeited with honey and began To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little More than a little is by much too much. So, when he had occasion to be seen, He was but as the cuckoo is in June. Heard, not regarded.
William ShakespearePerseverance... keeps honor bright: to have done, is to hang quite out of fashion, like a rusty nail in monumental mockery.
William Shakespeareone pain is cured by another. catch some new infection in your eye and the poison of the old one would die.
William Shakespeare