Lette me stande to the maine chance.
A Rose is sweeter in the budde than full blowne.
Maydens, be they never so foolyshe, yet beeing fayre they are commonly fortunate.
The true measure of life is not length, but honesty.
The finest edge is made with the blunt whetstone.
To love women and never enjoy them, is as much to love wine and never taste it.