The Bird Loves Her Nest.

Love Without End, Hath No End, Says The Spaniard: (meaning, If It Were Not Begun On Particular Ends, It Would Last).

My House, My House, Though Thou Art Small, Thou Art To Me The Escurial.

A Dead Bee Maketh No Hony.

Do Not Wait; The Time Will Never Be 'just Right.' Start Where You Stand, And Work With Whatever Tools You May Have At Your Command, And Better Tools Will Be Found As You Go Along.

He That Believes All Misseth; He That Believes Nothing, Hits Not.