All rot the teeth, and make them look like old things. No man e'er was glorious, who was not laborious. What pains our Justice takes his faults to hide, With half that pains sure he might cure 'em quite. In success be moderate. What one relishes, nourishes.
Fools multiply folly.
Hope of gain Lessens pain. If you ride a Horse, sit close and tight, If you ride a Man, sit easy and light. Don't think to hunt two hares with one dog. May. Who pleasure gives, Shall joy receive. Be not sick too late, nor well too soon.