If thou art rich, thou art poor; for, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, thou bearest thy heavy riches but a journey, and death unloads thee.
Not stepping over the bounds of modesty.
To wilful men, the injuries that they themselves procure must be their schoolmasters.
Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble!
Gold were as good as twenty orators.
There's many a man hath more hair than wit.