Books are faithful repositories, which may be awhile neglected or forgotten, but when they are opened again, will again impart their instruction.

Folly often goes beyond her bounds, but impudence knows none.

Great honours are great burdens, but on whom They are cast with envy, he doth bear two loads.

The covetous man never has money. The prodigal will have none shortly.

Poets are far rarer birds than kings.

Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.

Nothing is a courtesy unless it be meant us, and that friendly and lovingly. We owe no thanks to rivers that they carry our boats, or winds that they be favoring and fill our sails, or meats that they be nourishing; for these are what they are necessarily. Horses carry us, trees shade us; but they know it not.