All is not golde that shewyth goldishe hewe.

Woord is but wynd; leff woord and tak the dede.

Comparisons do ofttime great grievance.

A voluminous, prosaick, and drivelling Monk.

For it ne sits not unto fresh May Forto be coupled to cold January.

For love is mor than gold or gret richesse; Gold faileth ofte; love wol abyde.

You can satisfy some of the people all the time, and all of the people some of the time, but you cannot satisfy all of the people all the time.

You can’t get blood from a stone.

Empty vessels make the most sound.

You can please some of the people all of the time, you can please all of the people some of the time, but you can’t please all of the people all of the time”.