Of faire things, the Autumne is faire.
God keepe me from foure houses, an Vsurers, a Taverne, a Spittle, and a Prison.
Who must account for himselfe and others, must know both.
Go not for every grief to the physician, nor for every quarrell to the lawyer, nor for every thirst to the pot.
Good workmen are seldom rich.
When a man sleepes, his head is in his stomach.