Dry Bread At Home Is Better Then

Man Is All Symmetry, Full Of Proportions, One Limb To Another.

The Tree That Growes Slowly, Keepes It Selfe For Another.

He Carries Well, To Whom It Waighes Not. [he Carries Well, To Whomit Weighs Not.]

My House, My House, Though Thou Art Small, Thou Art To Me The Escurial.

It's No Sure Rule To Fish With A Cros-bow.