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
The finest edge is made with the blunt whetstone.
The night has a thousand eyes.
It is the disposition of the thought that altered the nature of the thing.
If you will be cherished when you are old, be courteous while you be young.
For experience teacheth me that straight trees have crooked roots.