Storms make the oak grow deeper roots.
A man of great memory without learning hath a rock and a spindle and no staff to spin.
Deceive not thy physician, confessor, nor lawyer.
Never was a miser a brave soul.
He that knows nothing doubts nothing.
Night is the mother of counsels.
Be thrifty, but not covetous.
He that will learn to pray, let him go to sea.
One enemy is too much.
One sword keeps another in the sheath.
Sometimes the best gain is to lose.
Prayer should be the key of the day and the lock of the night.