Whatsoever is in the heart of the sober man, is in the mouth of the drunkard.
Maydens, be they never so foolyshe, yet beeing fayre they are commonly fortunate.
Long quaffing maketh a short lyfe.
The true measure of life is not length, but honesty.
Do you think that any one can move the heart but He that made it?
Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.