Haste is slow.
[Lat., Festinatio tarda est.]

Haste is slow.
[Lat., Festinatio tarda est.]

We hate the hawk because he ever lives in battle.

We hate the hawk because he ever lives in battle.

We are often saved from crime by the disgrace of others.

We are often saved from crime by the disgrace of others.

No creature smarts so little as a fool.

No creature smarts so little as a fool.

How use doth breed a habit in a man!

How use doth breed a habit in a man!

Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.

Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

Whither art thou rushing to destruction?

Whither art thou rushing to destruction?

Every fool will be meddling.

Every fool will be meddling.