The rattling thunderbolt hath but his clap, the lightning but his flash, and as they both come in a moment, so do they both end in a minute.

Rather fast then surfette, rather starue then striue to exceede.

A merry companion is as good as a wagon.

In arguing of the shadow, we forgo the substance.

I thank you for nothing, because I understand nothing.

To give reason for fancy were to weigh the fire, and measure the wind.

A clere conscience is a sure carde.