To The Counsell Of Fooles A Woodden

One Sound Blow Will Serve To Undo Us All.

When Thou Dost Tell Another's Jest, Therein Omit The Oaths, Which True Wit Cannot Need; Pick Out Of Tales The Mirth, But Not The Sin.

The Fault Of The Horse Is Put On The Saddle.

They That Are Booted Are Not Alwaies Ready.

Lend Only What You Can Afford To Lose.