Wode has erys, felde has sigt.

Wode has erys, felde has sigt.

There is nothing more revolting than an old busybody.

There is nothing more revolting than an old busybody.

You shall never want rope enough.

You shall never want rope enough.

Beware the fury of a patient man.

Beware the fury of a patient man.

A friend should bear a friend's infirmities,
But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

A friend should bear a friend's infirmities,
But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

The pot boils badly.

The pot boils badly.

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied read more

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment,
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.

A mind conscious of its own rectitude.
[Lat., Mens sibi conscia recti.]

A mind conscious of its own rectitude.
[Lat., Mens sibi conscia recti.]

We have not wings, we cannot soar,
But we have feet to scale and climb
By slow read more

We have not wings, we cannot soar,
But we have feet to scale and climb
By slow degrees, by more and more,
The cloudy summits of our time.