The first day one is a guest, the second a burden, and the third a pest.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
No guest is so welcome in a friend's house that he will not become a nuisance after three days.
We can easily manage if we will only take, each day, the burden appointed to it. But the load will be too heavy for us if we carry yesterday's burden over again today, and then add the burden of the morrow before we are required to bear it.
Guests, like fish, begin to smell after three days.
I think how you start the day many times determines what kind of day you're going to have.
There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.
And as pale sickness does invade, Your frailer part, the breaches made, In that fair lodging still more clear, Make the bright guest, your soul, appear.
The early bird may get the worm, but its the second mouse that gets the cheese.
Remember, the burden of sorrow is doubled when it is borne alone.
The first draught serveth for health, the second for pleasure, the third for shame, and the fourth for madness.
I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.