62 Quotes by John Fletcher

Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There’s naught in this life sweet But only melancholy; O sweetest melancholy!

It’s impossible to ravish me, I’m so willing.

Corruption is a tree, whose branches are Of an immeasurable length: they spread Ev’rywhere; and the dew that drops from thence Hath infected some chairs and stools of authority.

Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything; The world’s a fine believing world, write news.

The greatest attribute of heaven is mercy; And ’tis the crown of justice, and the glory.

Go far – too far you cannot, still the farther. The more experience finds you: and go sparing. One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, through all your travels; for you’ll find it certain.

Love's tongue is in his eyes.

Deed, not words shall speak me.