Take heed of a young wench, a prophetesse, and a Lattin bred woman.
God strikes not with both hands, for to the sea he made heavens, and to rivers foords.
One father is enough to govern one hundred sons, but not a hundred sons one father.
Cruelty is more cruell, if we defer the pain.
Send not a Catt for Lard.
Conversation makes one what he is.