O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, leave not the mansion so long tenantless; lest, growing ruinous, the building fall and leave no memory of what it was!

To whom God will, there be the victory.

The small amount of foolery wise men have makes a great show.

Allow not nature more than nature needs.

Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw deep.

My business was great, and in such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy.

Yet this my comfort: when your words are done, My woes end likewise with the evening sun.