When adversities flow, then love ebbs; but friendship standeth stiffly in storms.
The night has a thousand eyes.
Thou art an heyre to fayre lying, that is nothing, if thou be disinherited of learning, for better were it to thee to inherite righteousnesse then riches, and far more seemly were if for thee to haue thy Studie full of bookes, then thy pursse full of mony.
Long quaffing maketh a short lyfe.
He that loseth his honesty hath nothing else to lose.
A comely olde man as busie as a bee.