'Never put off until tomorrow what you can do today.' Under the influence of this pestilent morality, I am forever letting tomorrow's work slop backwards into today's, and doing painfully and nervously today what I could do quickly and easily tomorrow.
With effervescing opinions, the quickest way to let them get flat is to let them get exposed to the air.
Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.
Men of quality are in the wrong to undervalue, as they often do, the practise of a fair and quick hand in writing; for it is no immaterial accomplishment. [Lat., Non sest aliena res, quae fere ab honestis negligi solet, cura bene ac velociter scribendi.]
Simple people ... are very quick to see the live facts which are going on about them.
Simple people... are very quick to see the live facts which are going on about them.
A tear dries quickly when it is shed for troubles of others.
A criminal trial is like a Russian novel: it starts with exasperating slowness as the characters are introduced to a jury, then there are complications in the form of minor witnesses, the protagonist finally appears and contradictions arise to produce drama, and finally as both jury and spectators grow weary and confused the pace quickens, reaching its climax in passionate final argument.
Act quickly, think slowly.
To succeed, jump as quickly at opportunities as you do at conclusions.
Most writers are not quick-witted when they talk. Novelists, in particular, drag themselves around in society like gut-shot bears.
One-half the troubles of this life can be traced to saying yes too quickly and not saying no soon enough.
Wishing to be friends is quick work, but friendship is a slow-ripening fruit.
Trust not thy feeling, for whatever it be now, it will quickly be changed.
Youth is easily deceived because it is quick to hope.
An executive is someone who makes a decision quickly and gets somebody else to do the work.
A tear dries quickly when it is shed for troubles of others.
Advertising enriches life by quickening the imagination, arousing interest and enlarging the taste.
One of the weaknesses in the cooperative is that it has never been sufficiently leavened by the imagination. This is a quick-silver faculty, and likely to be a cause of worry to any collective settlement.
Amid the roses, fierce Repentance rears Her snaky crest; a quick-returning pang Shoots through the conscious heart.
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
To touch the quick.
Too quick a sense of constant infelicity.
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That in a spleen unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, âBehold!â The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
All the world 's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard; Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.