War makes thieves and peace hangs them.
A Caske and an ill custome must be broken.
There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can hurt.
Thou that hast given so much to me give me one thing more, a grateful heart: not thankful when it pleaseth me, as if Thy blessings had spare days, but such a heart whose pulse may be Thy praise.
If a donkey bray at you, don't bray at him.
That is not good language which all understand not.