When holy and devout religious men are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence; so sweet is zealous contemplation.

Nimble thought can jump both sea and land.

She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won.

Small to greater matters must give way.

What, can the devil speak true?

Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud; but, God He knows, thy share thereof is small.

thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.