102 Quotes by John Lyly

The rattling thunderbolt hath but his clap, the lightning but his flash, and as they both come in a moment, so do they both end in a minute.

Maydens, be they never so foolyshe, yet beeing fayre they are commonly fortunate.

As lyke as one pease is to another.

For experience teacheth me that straight trees have crooked roots.

A Rose is sweeter in the budde than full blowne.

Lette me stande to the maine chance.

Where the streame runneth smoothest, the water is deepest.

The bee that hath honey in her mouth hath a sting in her tail.

Where the countenance is fair, there need no colors.