I'm at my wits end.

I'm at my wits end.

Put your best foot forward.

Put your best foot forward.

That, which has not its alternation of rest, will not last long.

That, which has not its alternation of rest, will not last long.

He that feares death lives not.

He that feares death lives not.

Hope is the poore mans bread.

Hope is the poore mans bread.

Death keepes no Calender.

Death keepes no Calender.

A fool's bolt is soon shot.

A fool's bolt is soon shot.

Let the straight-limbed laugh at the club-footed, the white
skinned at the blackamoor.

Let the straight-limbed laugh at the club-footed, the white
skinned at the blackamoor.

The thread breakes, where it is weakest.

The thread breakes, where it is weakest.