A Tyrant Is Most Tyrant To Himselfe.

Whether Shall The Oxe Goe, Where He Shall Not Labour?

Good Words Are Worth Much, And Cost Little.

There Is More Talke Then Trouble.

Happier Are The Hands Compast With Yron, Then A Heart With Thoughts.

He That Owes Nothing, If He Makes Not Mouthes At Us, Is Courteous.