In Solitude, Be A Multitude To Thyself.

More Have Repented Speech Then Silence. [more Have Repented Speech Than Silence.]

The Scalded Head Feares Cold Water.

Had You The World On Your Chesse-bord, You Could Not Fill All To Your Mind.

To The Counsel Of Fools A Wooden Bell.

Doe What Thou Oughtest, And Come What Come Can.