Neither Eyes On Letters, Nor Hands In

War Is Death's Feast.

One Father Is Enough To Govern One Hundred Sons, But Not A Hundred Sons One Father.

The More Women Looke In Their Glasse, The Lesse They Looke To Their House. [the More Women Look In Their Glass, The Less They Look To Their House.]

While The Discreet Advise, The Foole Doth His Busines. [while The Discreet Advise, The Fool Doth His Busines.]

He That Goeth Farre Hath Many Encounters.