If fooles should not foole it, they shall lose their season.
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.
Hee that goes barefoot, must not plant thornes.
Love askes faith, and faith firmenesse.
Wee leave more to do when wee dye, then wee have done.
The gentle Hawke halfe mans her selfe.