The sun shineth upon the dunghill, and is not corrupted.

Though women have small force to overcome men by reason; yet have they good fortune to undermine them by policy.

A heat full of coldness, a sweet full of bitterness, a pain full of pleasantness, which maketh thoughts have eyes and hearts ears, bred by desire, nursed by delight, weaned by jealousy, kill'd by dissembling, buried by ingratitude, and this is love.

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

I have ever thought so superstitiously of wit, that I fear I have committed idolatry against wisdom.

Where the streame runneth smoothest, the water is deepest.

If you will be cherished when you are old, be courteous while you be young.