An ill weed grows apace.
Perfect happiness, by princes sought, Is not with birth born, nor exchequers bought.
Fortune, the great commandress of the world, Hath divers ways to advance her followers: To some she gives honor without deserving; To other some, deserving without honor; Some wit, some wealth,--and some, wit without wealth; Some wealth without wit; some nor wit nor wealth.
Danger, the spur of all great minds.
News as wholesome as the morning air.
Words writ in waters.