| "Where duty is plain, delay is both foolish and hazardous where it is not, delay may provide both wisdom and safety." »Tryon Edwards |
| "An incompetent attorney can delay a trial for months or years. A competent attorney can delay one even longer." »Evelle J. Younger |
| "You may delay, but time will not." »Benjamin Franklin |
| "delay always breeds danger." »Miguel de Cervantes |
| "The best remedy for anger is delay." »Brigham Young |
| "delay is preferable to error." »Thomas Jefferson |
| "To no one will we sell, to no one will we refuse or delay right or justice." »Magna Carta |
| "The greatest remedy for anger is delay." »Lucius Annaeus Seneca |
| "Grant us a brief delay impulse in everything is but a worthless servant." »Caecilius Statius |
| "delay not swift the flight of fortune's greatest favours." »Seneca |
| "Never do today what you can put off till tomorrow. delay may give clearer light as to what is best to be done." »Aaron Burr |
| "Setting an example for your children takes all the fun out of middle age Conditions are never just right. People who delay action until all factors are favorable do nothing." »William Faulkner |
| "Failure should be our teacher, not our undertaker. Failure is delay, not defeat. It is a temporary detour, not a dead end. Failure is something we can avoid only by saying nothing, doing nothing, and being nothing." »Denis Watley |
| "The greatest loss of time is delay and expectation. I never yet talked to the man who wanted to save time who could tell me what he was going to do with the time he saved." »Will Rogers |
| "To be, or not to be that is the question Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them To die to sleep No more and by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to,--'t is a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep To sleep perchance to dream ay, there's the rub For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of 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 pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action." »William Shakespeare |
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