[…] you shall finde this, that all remissenesse, when a man doth a thing remissely, and ouerly, and perfunctorily, it argues alway a diuided intention, it is an argument that the whole minde is not set on it, but that the intention is distracted, and bestowed on other things:

When some Beloveds, 'neath whose eye The sweet lids lay lights of my childhood, one by one Did leave me dark before the natural sun, And I astonied fell and could not pray […]

As I writer, I always keep a dictionary close at hand.

You can try boiling water for that spaghetti on the hot stove, but it might take a few hours.