fretting cares make gray hairs

≅ людину сушить не робота, а турбота від радості кучері в'ються, а від горя січуться лихо тільки рака красить журба не сонце, а сушить журба гірше хвороби лихо не вморить, так спотворить лихо сушить, а щастя пушить добро пушить, а лихо сушить де лихо пристане, там і трава в'яне нужда та праця в могилу кладе день меркне від ночі, а чоловік від горя care killed a cat

≅ іржа їсть залізо, а горе – серце нужда та праця в могилу кладе турбота гірше мучить, як робота fretting cares make gray hairs

adversity flatters no man adversity makes a man wise, but not rich adversity makes strange bedfellows as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb between two evils 'tis not worth choosing burn not your house to rid of the mouse care killed a cat the darkest hour is that before the dawn don't rejoice about your neighbor's misfortunes, for the same may happen to you don't trouble trouble till trouble troubles you the drowning man will catch at a straw every heart knows its own bitterness everyone can master a grief but he that has it every path has a puddle the evils we bring on ourselves are the hardest to bear fretting cares make gray hairs great griefs are mute the greatest misfortune of all is not be able to bear misfortune grief makes one hour ten he bears misery best who hides it most he knows best what good is that has endured evil he that mischief hatches, mischief catches he that seeks trouble never misses if there were no clouds, we should not enjoy the sun it never rains but it pours let sleeping dogs lie light cares speak, great ones are silent mischief comes by the pound and goes away by the ounce misery loves company misfortunes make us wise misfortunes never come singly necessity knows no law needs must when the devil drives never find your delight in another's misfortune nothing dries sooner than tears of two evils choose the least one is too few, three too many the only cure for grief is action pity and need make all flesh kin there is a salve for every sore there is no sorrow on this earth that cannot be cured in heaven an unfortunate man would be drowned in a teacup we all have strength enough to bear the misfortunes of others when things are at their worst they begin to mend