He that is his owne Counsellor knowes nothing sure but what hee hath laid out.
The life of spies is to know, not bee known.
Who likes not the drinke, God deprives him of bread.
God is at the end, when we thinke he is furthest off it.
Mony refused looseth its brightnesse.
If fooles should not foole it, they shall lose their season.