But ne'er the rose without the thorn.

Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a flying: And this same flower that smiles to day, Tomorrow will be dying.

A spark neglected makes a mighty fire.

Know when to speak - for many times it brings danger, to give the best advice to kings.

Whatever comes, let's be content withal: Among God's blessings there is no one small.

Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.

Tears are the noble language of eyes, and when true love of words is destitute. The eye by tears speak, while the tongue is mute.