Love knoweth no laws.
Long quaffing maketh a short lyfe.
I am of this mind, that might and malice, deceit and treachery perjury and impiety may lawfully be committed in love; which is lawless.
For experience teacheth me that straight trees have crooked roots.
The tongue, the ambassador of the heart.
The slothful are always ready to engage in idle talk of what will be done tomorrow, and every day after.