He that is once borne, once must dy.

Of the smells, bread; of the tastes, salt.

Ty it well, and let it goe.

Hee that hath one hogge makes him fat, and hee that hath one son makes him a foole.

Hee that workes after his owne manner, his head akes not at the matter.

Hee that's fed at anothers hand may stay long ere he be full.

Giving is dead, restoring very sicke.