I may not here omit those two main plagues, and common dotages of human kind, wine and women, which have infatuated and besotted myriads of people. They go commonly together.
Tobacco, divine, rare, superexcellent tobacco, which goes far beyond all the panaceas, potable gold, and philosophers stones, a sovereign remedy to all diseases but as it is commonly abused by most men, which take it as tinkers do ale, 'Tis a plague, a mischief, a violent purger of goods, lands, health; hellish, devilish and damned tobacco, the ruin and overthrow of body and soul.
A mere scholar, a mere ass.
They are proud in humility, proud that they are not proud.
England is a paradise for women and hell for horses; Italy a paradise for horses, hell for women, as the diverb goes.
The devil is the author of confusion.
Every man hath a good and a bad angel attending on him in particular all his life long.
Penny wise, pound foolish.
Old friends become bitter enemies on a sudden for toys and small offenses.
No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with a single thread.
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