Less pains in the world a man cannot take than to bold his tongue.
I shall never be persuaded that God hath shut up all light of learning within the lantern of Aristotle's brain.
Fain would I climb, yet fear I to fall.
Trust few men; above all, keep your follies to yourself.
The first draught serveth for health, the second for pleasure, the third for shame, the fourth for madness.
But it is hard to know them from friends, they are so obsequious and full of protestations; for a wolf resembles a dog, so doth a flatterer a friend.