Reckless Haste Makes Poor Speed.

Necessity Is Our Quickest Excuse.

Neglect Mending A Small Fault And 'twill Soon Be A Great One.

Idleness Is The Dead Sea That Swallows All Virtues

He That Lieth Down With Dogs, Shall Rise Up With Fleas.

I Wake Up Every Morning At Nine And Grab For The Morning Paper. Then I Look At The Obituary Page. If My Name Is Not On It, I Get Up.