The devil lies brooding in the miser's chest.
The fool wanders, a wise man travels.
With devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar o'er the devil himself.
Compliments cost nothing, yet many pay dear for them.
If you have one true friend you have more than your share.
Fame is the echo of actions, resounding them to the world, save that the echo repeats only the last art, but fame relates all, and often more than all.