I Had Rather Aske Of My Sire

Estate In Two Parishes Is Bread In Two Wallets.

When Thou Dost Tell Another's Jest, Therein Omit The Oaths, Which True Wit Cannot Need; Pick Out Of Tales The Mirth, But Not The Sin.

There Were No Ill Language, If It Were Not Ill Taken.

This World Is Nothing Except It Tend To Another.

He That Dies Without The Company Of Good Men Puts Not Himselfe Into A Good Way.