One paire of eares drawes dry an hundred tongues.
Marry your daughters betimes, lest they marry themselves.
I had rather ride on an ass that carries me than a horse that throws me.
The vertue of a coward is suspition.
In a long journey straw waighs.
Love without end, hath no end, says the Spaniard: (meaning, if it were not begun on particular ends, it would last).