Little pains In a due hour employ'd great profit yields.

My galligaskins, that have long withstood The winter's fury, and encroaching frosts, By time subdues (what will not time subdue!) An horrid chasm disclosed.

And if you mean to profit, learn to please.

Gain cannot be made without some other person's loss.

Sometimes the best gain is to lose.

For everything you have missed you have gained something.