Don't waste your time or time will waste you. (c)
Я успела как-то крепко подзабыть, что эта прекрасная строчка — из песенки шута Фесте.
Строчку эту, между прочим, цитирует «папа Пуаро» в моей любимой "The Mystery of the Blue Train".

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love’s coming
That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journeys end in lovers’ meeting
Every wise man’s son doth know.

What is love? ’tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What’s to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty, —
Then come kiss me, Sweet-and-twenty,
Youth’s a stuff will not endure.

@темы: Twelfth Night, or What You Will, Shakespeare