21 Quotes by Thomas Nashe

Destiny never defames herself but when she lets an excellent poet die.

Beauty is but a flower, which wrinkles will devour.

Our learning ought to be our lives' amendment, and the fruits of our private study ought to appear in our public behavior.

Blest is that government where no art thrives.

Shape your coat according to your cloth.

Fair summer droops, droop men and beasts therefore: So fair a summer look for never more. All good things vanish, less than in a day, Peace, plenty, pleasure, suddenly decay. Go not yet away, bright soul of the sad year; The earth is hell when thou leav'st to appear.

Immortal Spenser, no frailty hath thy fame but the imputation of this idiot's friendship!

Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king

Beauty is but a flower Which wrinkles will devour; Brightness falls from the air; Queens have died young and fair; Dust hath closed Helen's eye.