Gossips Are Frogs, They Drinke And Talke.

Happier Are The Hands Compast With Yron, Then A Heart With Thoughts.

You May Be On Land, Yet Not In A Garden.

Neither Praise Nor Dispraise Thy Selfe, Thy Actins Serve The Turne. [neither Praise Nor Dispraise Thyself; Thy Actions Serve The Turn.]

Marry Your Daughters Betimes, Lest They Marry Themselves.

Good Is God, But Better Carries It.