Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.
Look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
These earthly godfathers of Heaven's lights, that give a name to every fixed star, have no more profit of their shining nights than those that walk and know not what they are.
To pore upon a book, to seek the light of truth.
More fools know Jack Fool than Jack Fool knows.
All's well if all ends well.