Hee that loves the tree, loves the branch.
In solitude, be a multitude to thyself. Tibullus by all means use sometimes to be alone.
Take heed of a young wench, a prophetesse, and a Lattin bred woman.
A good heart cannot lye
The child saies nothing, but what it heard by the fire.
Who hath a Wolfe for his mate, needes a Dog for his man.