Pride Went Before, Ambition Follows

I Think Thy Horse Will Sooner Con An Oration Than Thou Learn A Prayer Without Book.

Sleep, That Sometimes Shuts Up Sorrow's Eye.

Faith, I Have Been A Truant In The Law And Never Yet Could Frame My Will To It, And Therefore Frame The Law Unto My Will.

A Sentence Is But A Cheveril Glove To A Good Wit; How Quickly The Wrong Side May Be Turned Outward!

Faults That Are Rich Are Fair.