Diamond cut diamond

Discontent is the first step to progress

When it rains pottage you must hold up your dish

There is no time like the present

A new broom sweeps clean

He that comes first to the hill, may sit where he will

Woe to him who is alone

Every why has a wherefore

A foul morning may turn to a fine day

Success doesn’t come to you. You go to it.

 

Make all the difference

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.

Where there’s a will there’s a way

Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed

A lazy sheep thinks its wool heavy