He That Hath Lands Hath Quarrells.

Be Calm In Arguing; For Fierceness Makes Error A Fault, And Truth Discourtesy.

Castles Are Forrests Of Stones.

O What A Sight Were Man, If His Attires Did Alter With His Minde; And Like A Dolphins Skinne, His Clothes Combin'd With His Desires!

He That Hath Time And Looks For Better Time, Time Comes That He Repents Himself Of Time.

There Were No Ill Language, If It Were Not Ill Taken.