Modest Wisdom Plucks Me From Over-credulous Haste.

Honour Travels In A Strait So Narrow Where One But Goes Abreast.

Light Seeking Light Doth Light Of Light Beguile: So, Ere You Find Where Light In Darkness Lies, Your Light Grows Dark By Losing Of Your Eyes.

Thrust Your Head Into The Public Street, To Gaze On Christian Fools With Varnish'd Faces.

This Is A Way To Kill A Wife With Kindness.

Maids Want Nothing But Husbands, And When They Have Them, They Want Everything.