A wise and salutary neglect.
Negligence is the rust of the soul, that corrodes through all her best resolves.
A little neglect may breed great mischief; for want of a nail the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe the horse was lost, and for want of a horse the rider was lost, being overtaken and slain by an enemy, all for want of a little care about a horse-shoe nail.
The best ground, unfilled and neglected, soonest runs out into rank weeds.—A man of knowledge that is either negligent or uncorrected cannot but grow wild and godless.
He that thinks he can afford to be negligent, is not far from being poor.
In persons grafted in a serious trust, negligence is a crime.
Self-love is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting.