There is nothing stronger than those two: patience and time, they will do it all.
Patience, and shuffle the cards.
Patience is the mother of all virtues. And the godmother of madness.
Patience is scottish, and impatience does become a dog that’s mad.
Patience is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.
Only it takes time to be happy. A lot of time. Happiness, too, is a long patience.
Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience — or give it a more fascinating name, call it hope.
If he “hath” success, self-confidence, self-control, patience, persistence and determination, to him shall these qualities be increased![Also known as:]Patience, persistence and perspiration make an unbeatable combination for success.
How poor are they that have not Patience? What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
Heaven send us patience with a man in love!
Anyone who claimed that old age had brought them patience was either lying or senile.
All human power is a compound of time and patience.
