Who seeketh two strings to one bow, they may shoot strong, but never straight.

A clear and innocent conscience fears nothing.

I am more afraid of making a fault in my Latin than of the Kings of Spain, France, Scotland, the whole House of Guise, and all of their confederates.

There is an Italian proverb which saith, From my enemy let me defend myself; but from a pretensed friend Lord deliver me

O Fortune, how thy restless, wavering state has fraught with cares my troubled wit!

I find that I sent wolves not shepherds to govern Ireland, for they have left me nothing but ashes and carcasses to reign over!

If thy heart fails thee, climb not at all.