“Many might go to heaven with half the labour they go to hell, if they would venture their industry the right way.”

He that would have his virtue published, is not the servant of virtue, but glory.

Fortune, thou hadst no deity, if men Had wisdom.

Art hath an enemy call’d ignorance .

The man that is once hated, both his good and his evil deeds oppress him.

No simple word That shall be uttered at our mirthful board, Shall make us sad next morning; or affright The liberty that we’ll enjoy to-night.

… the best pilots have need of mariners, besides sails, anchor and other tackle.

Follow a shadow, it still flies you, Seem to fly, it will pursue: So court a mistress, she denies you; Let her alone, she will court you. Say are not women truly, then, Styled but the shadows of us men?

The covetous man never has money. The prodigal will have none shortly.

A thankful man owes a courtesy ever; the unthankful but when he needs it.

Success hath made me wanton.

Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy To see how plump my bags are and my barns.

He threatens many that hath injured one.

Blueness doth express trueness.

Silence in woman is like speech in man.

Reader look, not on his picture but his book.

Well, I will scourge those apes, And to these courteous eyes oppose a mirror, As large as is the stage whereon we act; Where they shall see the time’s deformity Anatomised in every nerve, and sinew, With constant courage, and contempt of fear.