Delay leads impotent and snail-paced beggary.
Time does not have the same appeal for every one
He that is robbed, not wanting what is stolen, him not know t, and he's not robbed at all.
God shall be my hope, my stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.
Refrain to-night; And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence, the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature, And either master the devil or throw him out With wondrous potency.
There's no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune.