To Him That Will, Waies

Gold Opens All Locks, No Lock Will Hold Against The Power Of Gold.

A Good Heart Cannot Lye

He That Praiseth Himselfe Spattereth Himselfe. [he That Praiseth Himself Spatteteth Himself.]

When War Begins, Then Hell Openeth.

Chuse Not An House Neere An Lnne (viz. For Noise) Or In A Corner (for Filth).