The Eye Is Bigger Then The Belly.

He That Trusts In A Lie, Shall Perish In Truth.

Hee That Hath Charge Of Soules Transports Them Not In Bundles.

For Want Of A Naile The Shoe Is Lost, For Want Of A Shoe The Horse Is Lost, For Want Of A Horse The Rider Is Lost.

Wine-counsels Seldome Prosper.

There Is No Man, Though Never So Little, But Sometimes He Can Hurt.