I am of this mind, that might and malice, deceit and treachery perjury and impiety may lawfully be committed in love; which is lawless.
There can no great smoke arise, but there must be some fire.
Maydens, be they never so foolyshe, yet beeing fayre they are commonly fortunate.
Love knoweth no laws.
Far more seemly to have thy study full of books, than thy purse full of money.
The sun shineth upon the dunghill, and is not corrupted.