A merry companion is as good as a wagon.
Time draweth wrinkles in a fair face, but addeth fresh colors to a fast friend, which neither heat, nor cold, nor misery, nor place, nor destiny, can alter or diminish
Rather fast then surfette, rather starue then striue to exceede.
Many strokes overthrow the tallest oaks.
Whatsoever is in the heart of the sober man, is in the mouth of the drunkard.
Lette me stande to the maine chance.