The soft droppes of raine perce the hard Marble, many strokes overthrow the tallest Oke.

You are in some brown study.

Conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be looking.

A cleere conscience is a sure carde.

There can be no great smoke arise, but there must be some fire.

Whilst that the childe is young, let him be instructed in vertue and lytterature. - John Lyly (Lylie or Lyllie),