Everyone puts his fault on the Times.
The great would have none great and the little all little.
Silke doth quench the fire in the Kitchin.
Hee that repaires not a part, builds all.
Pursue not a victory too far. He hath conquered well that hath made his enemy fly; thou mayest beat him to a desperate resistance, which may ruin thee.
Storms make the oak grow deeper roots.