As lyke as one pease is to another.
I have ever thought so superstitiously of wit, that I fear I have committed idolatry against wisdom.
Instruments sound sweetest when they are touched softest.
The soft droppes of rain perce the hard marble.
Whatsoever is in the heart of the sober man, is in the mouth of the drunkard.
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.