Blood, though it sleep a time, yet never dies. The gods on murtherers fix revengeful eyes.

Flatterers look like friends, as wolves like dogs.

Extremes, though contrary, have the like effects. Extreme heat kills, and so extreme cold: extreme love breeds satiety, and so extreme hatred; and too violent rigor tempts chastity, as does too much license.

For one heat, all know, doth drive out another, One passion doth expel another still.

Archers ever Have two strings to bow; and shall great Cupid (Archer of archers both in men and women), Be worse provided than a common archer?

I pray, what flowers are these? The pansy this, O, that's for lover's thoughts.

The incompetent quickly throws himself into another impressive enterprise in order to escape his responsibility from previous disaster.