Too late. It's hatched.
Do not count your chickens before they are hatched.
The small town is passing. It was the incubator that hatched all our big men, and that's why we haven't got as many big men today as we used to have. Take every small-town-raised leader out of business and you would have nobody left running it but vice-presidents.
I think we keep these moments of rejection and acceptance very close. I think we carry them always, like cracked shells from which a part of us once hatched.
The plan of "counting the chickens before they are hatched" is an error of ancient date, but it does not seem to improve by age.
People who count their chickens before they are hatched act very wisely because chickens run about so absurdly that it's impossible to count them accurately.
Hatched in the same nest.
Purposes, like eggs, unless they be hatched into action, will run into rottenness.
You cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.
I count absolutely no chickens before they're hatched. In fact, I assume they're all dead in their shells, inside their eggs.
I've never counted my chickens before they've hatched.
The argument that the countries use for the sheer increase in Muslim doctors is the sheer increase in the Muslim population. In for example Birmingham, England where a lot of these guys came from, where one of these plots was hatched, it's up to 30% of the population. Maybe that's the problem?
Don't count your boobies until they are hatched.
[Aristotle] was the most eminent of all the pupils of Plato. . . . He seceded from Plato while he was still alive; so that they tell a story that [Plato] said, " Aristotle has kicked us off, just as chickens do their mother after they have been hatched.
Lust is a pleasure bought with pains, a delight hatched with disquiet, a content passed with fear, and a sin finished with sorrow.
Do you know what an unwanted bodily condition is? It's a freshly hatched energy-summoning life-giving desire!
Patriotism is a kind of religion; it is the egg from which wars are hatched.
Prussia was hatched from a cannon-ball.
