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.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

A snow year, a rich year.

We live in an age that hath more need of good example than precepts.

None saies his Garner is full.

Every sin brings its punishment with it.

All griefes with bread are lesse.