I do beseech you- Though I perchance am vicious in my guess , that your wisdom yet From one that so imperfectly conjects Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble Out of his scattering and unsure observance.

And where two raging fires meet together, they do consume the thing that feeds their fury.

Words spoken can not be recalled so think twice before you speak.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none

I can give the loser leave to chide.

You cannot make gross sins look clear: To revenge is no valour, but to bear.