He Is At No End Of His

Fair Words Never Hurt The Tongue.

Black Is A Pearl In A Woman's Eye.

Enough 's As Good As A Feast.

Man Is A Torch Borne In The Wind; A Dream But Of A Shadow, Summed With All His Substance.

Let No Man Value At A Little Price A Virtuous Woman's Counsel; Her Winged Spirit Is Feathered Often Times With Heavenly Words, And, Like Her Beauty, Ravishing And Pure.