Whoever loveth me, loveth my hound.
I'd give the Devil benefit of law, for my own safety's sake.
We cannot go to heaven in featherbeds.
They set great store by their gardens . . . Their studie and deligence herein commeth not only of pleasure, but also of a certain strife and contention . . . concerning the trimming, husbanding, and furnishing of their gardens; everye man or his owne parte.
He travels best that knows when to return.
The servant may not look to be in better case than his master.