If you will be cherished when you are old, be courteous while you be young. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
Be valyaunt, but not too venturous. Let thy attyre bee comely, but not costly. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
As the best wine doth make the sharpest vinegar, so the deepest love turns to the deadliest hate. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
Whilst that the childe is young, let him be instructed in vertue and lytterature. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
An Englishman hath three qualities, he can suffer no partner in his love, no stranger to be his friend, nor to be… — John Lyly Copy Share Image
A heat full of coldness, a sweet full of bitterness, a pain full of pleasantness, which maketh thoughts have eyes and hearts… — John Lyly Copy Share Image
When adversities flow, then love ebbs; but friendship standeth stiffly in storms. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
Maydens, be they never so foolyshe, yet beeing fayre they are commonly fortunate. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
As the best wine doth make the sharpest vinegar, so the deepest love turneth to the deadliest hate. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
To love women and never enjoy them, is as much to love wine and never taste it. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
It is the disposition of the thought that altered the nature of the thing. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
It is the eye of the master that fatteth the horse, and the love of the woman that maketh the man. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
I am of this mind, that might and malice, deceit and treachery perjury and impiety may lawfully be committed in love; which… — John Lyly Copy Share Image
Cupid and my Campaspe play'd At cards for kisses - Cupid paid: He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves,… — John Lyly Copy Share Image
Thou art an heyre to fayre lying, that is nothing, if thou be disinherited of learning, for better were it to thee to inherite… — John Lyly Copy Share Image
Far more seemly to have thy study full of books, than thy purse full of money. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
Maydens, be they never so foolyshe, yet beeing fayre they are commonly fortunate. — John Lyly Copy Share Image
To love women and never enjoy them, is as much to love wine and never taste it. — John Lyly Copy Share Image