Mix a little foolishness with your prudence: it's good to be silly at the right moment. (Odes, bk. 4, no. 12, l. 27)
Mix a little foolishness with your serious plans; it's lovely to be silly at the right moment
The shame of fools conceals their open wounds. [Lat., Stultorum incurata malus pudor ulcera celat.]
Fools through false shame, conceal their open wounds.
A bad reader soon puts to flight both wise men and fools.
He can afford to be a fool.
It is delightful to play the fool.
While fools shun one set of faults they run into the opposite one.
Drive Nature out with a pitchfork, yet she hurries back, And will burst through your foolish contempt, triumphant.
Who then is sane? He who is not a fool.
Fortune makes a fool of those she favors too much.
It is the false shame of fools to try to conceal wounds that have not healed.
In avoiding one vice fools rush into the opposite extreme.
As crazy as hauling timber into the woods.