The Wolfe knowes, what the ill beast thinkes.
Love is not found in the market.
Hee that hath patience hath fatt thrushes for a farthing.
Hee will spend a whole yeares rent at one meales meate.
There is no heat of affection but is joyned with some idlenesse of brain, says the Spaniard.
On a good bargain think twice.