"Gutta cavat lapidem." (Dripping water carves a stone.)
Willowes are weak, yet they bind other wood.
A falling drop at last will carve a stone.
Dripping water hollows out a stone
The soft droppes of rain perce the hard marble.
The crutch of Time accomplishes more than the club of Hercules.
The drops of rain make a hole in the stone, not by violence, but by oft falling.
Wind feeds the fire, and wind extinguishes: The flames are nourished by a gentle breeze, Yet, if it stronger grows, they sink and die.
In the confrontation between the stream and the rock, the stream always wins, not through strength but by perseverance.
Love melts the rigor which the rocks have bred; a flint will break upon a feather bed.
