If Wishes Were Horses, Beggars Might Ride.

He That Buys Land Buys Many Stones, He That Buys Flesh Buys Many Bones, He That Buys Eggs Buys Many Shells, But He That Buys Good Ale Buys Nothing Else.

Misery Loves Company.

He That Counts All Cost Will Never Put Plough In The Earth.

He That Preaches War Is The Devil's Chaplain.

He That Uses Many Words For Explaining Any Subject, Doth, Like The Cuttlefish, Hide Himself For The Most Part In His Own Ink.