The soft droppes of rain perce the hard marble.
Far more seemly to have thy study full of books, than thy purse full of money.
Gentlemen use books as Gentlewomen handle their flowers, who in the morning stick them in their heads, and at night strawe them at their heeles.
In arguing of the shadow, we forgo the substance.
The sun shineth upon the dunghill, and is not corrupted.
A Rose is sweeter in the budde than full blowne.