The Divell never assailes a man, except he find him either void of knowledge, or of the fear of God.
In war, hunting, and love, men for one pleasure a thousand griefes prove.
Whether shall the Oxe goe, where he shall not labour?
Doe what thou oughtest, and come what come can.
Hee that makes himself a sheep, shall be eat by the wolfe.
The resolved mind hath no cares.