Blueness doth express trueness. Votes: 7
A good dog deserves a good bone. Votes: 2
Great honours are great burdens, but on whom They are cast with envy, he doth bear two loads. Votes: 0
Good men are the stars, the planets of the ages wherein they live, and illustrate the times. Votes: 0
Wine it is the milk of Venus, And the poet's horse accounted: Ply it and you all are mounted. Votes: 0
Cut Men's throats with whisperings. Votes: 0
Sweet meat must have sour sauce. Votes: 0
And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow'd them with her odorous foot. Votes: 0
A woman, the more curious she is about her face, is commonly the more careless about her house. Votes: 0
Nor shall our cups make any guilty men; But at our parting, we will be, as when We innocently met. Votes: 0
All concord's born of contraries. Votes: 0
We are persons of quality, I assure you, and women of fashion, and come to see and to be seen. Votes: 0
A good life is a main argument. Votes: 0
Fear to do base, unworthy things is valor; if they be one to us, to suffer them is valor too. Votes: 0
I am now past the craggy paths of study, and come to the flowery plains of honor and reputation. Votes: 0
Man and wife make one fool. Votes: 0
Guilt's a terrible thing. Votes: 0
Hell itself must yield to industry. Votes: 0
A good king is a public servant. Votes: 0
That old bald cheater, Time. Votes: 0
I do honor the very flea of his dog. Votes: 0
The burnt child dreads the fire. Votes: 0
For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much. Votes: 0
A good poet's made as well as born. Votes: 0
Tell troth and shame the devil. Votes: 0
Hang sorrow, care'll kill a cat. Votes: 0
How near to good is what is fair! Votes: 0
Our whole life is like a play. Votes: 0
It is an art to have so much judgment as to apparel a lie well, to give it a good dressing. Votes: 0
Now we are all fallen, youth from their fear, And age from that which bred it, good example. Votes: 0
Fortune, that favors fools. Votes: 0
Prevent your day at morning. Votes: 0
Custom is the most certain mistress of language, as the public stamp makes the current money. Votes: 0
Success hath made me wanton. Votes: 0
Art hath an enemy call'd ignorance . Votes: 0
Freedom doth with degree dispense. Votes: 0