On pain of death, no person be so bold.

Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. Proud can I never be of what I hate, but thankful even for hate that is meant love.

The extreme parts of time extremely forms all causes to the purpose of his speed.

Never anything can be amiss, when simpleness and duty tender it.

Who knows himself a braggart, Let him fear this; for it will come to pass That every braggart will be found an ass.

Ready to go but never to return.

Conscience doth make cowards of us all.