Where the countenance is fair, there need no colors.
It is the disposition of the thought that altered the nature of the thing.
Beauty - a deceitful bait with a deadly hook.
Be valyaunt, but not too venturous. Let thy attyre bee comely, but not costly.
He that loseth his honesty hath nothing else to lose.
Time draweth wrinkles in a fair face, but addeth fresh colors to a fast friend, which neither heat, nor cold, nor misery, nor place, nor destiny, can alter or diminish