Now blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep. It covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak.

When thou art at Rome, do as they do at Rome.

Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and old sheep; and I have heard our parson say, death values a prince no more than a clown.

God who gives the wound gives the salve.

Get the better of yourself - this is the best kind of victory.

Riches are of little avail in many of the calamities to which mankind are liable.

Tis the only comfort of the miserable to have partners in their woes.