Is it not strange, that sheep's guts should hale souls out of men's bodies!
Till all grace be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace.
Learning is but an adjunct to ourself, And where we are our learning likewise is.
Woe to that land that's governed by a child.
There is little choice in a barrel of rotten apples.
The jury passing on the prisoner's life may in the sworn twelve have a thief or two guiltier than him they try.