Honey Quote by George Herbert Download Open image “Hee pays too deare for honey that licks it from thornes.” — George Herbert ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.6 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Honey Pay
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The honey is guarded by bees.. The rose has thorns.. To enjoy the sweet & beautiful you can NOT be cowardly. — Joseph Simmons Copy Share Image
The vicious, notwithstanding the sweetness of their words, and the honey on their tongues, have a whole storehouse of poison in their hearts — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
Alas! fond child, How are thy thoughts beguil'd To hope for honey from a nest of wasps? Thou may'st as well Go seek for… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
In the house of a Fidler, all fiddle. [In the house of the fiddler all fiddle.] — George Herbert Copy Share Image
By all means use some time to be alone, salute thyself, see what thy soul doth wear. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Every one is weary, the poore in seeking, the rich in keeping, the good in learning. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
He is a great Necromancer, for he asks counsel counsell of the Dead (i.e. books). — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Being blonde, for me, means never having to say: 'I'll have the honey-striped half-head of highlights for £200,' to a bored colourist in a… — Rachel Johnson Copy Share Image
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
I still get nervous about singing. I drink tea with honey and lemon before every concert. And I need to have scented candles in… — Mary J. Blige Copy Share Image
Moderation, honey, in all things but love and chocolate. That's my motto. — Barbara Bretton Copy Share Image
I love a lot of things, a whole lot of things / Like / My cousin comes to visit and you know he's from… — Eloise Greenfield Copy Share Image
Flat muscled and honey coloured. Sea secrets in his eyes. A silver raindrop in his ear. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
Wild honey smells of freedom The dust - of sunlight The mouth of a young girl, like a violet But gold - smells of… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Speaking of trust, ever since I wrote this book, 'Liespotting,' no one wants to meet me in person anymore - no, no, no, no,… — Pamela Meyer Copy Share Image
I think that's what's important, to see how we ourselves can become all that we are and can be. Everybody says they want to… — Surya Das Copy Share Image
The little bee returns with evening's gloom, To join her comrades in the braided hive, Where, housed beside their might honey-comb, They dream their… — Charles Tennyson Turner Copy Share Image