Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.

Which means she to deceive, father or mother?

Prosperity's the very bond of love, Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together Affliction alters.

A good wit will make use of anything.

For naught so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give.

For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know.

Listen to many, speak to a few.