Francis Beaumont Quotes

Envy, like the worm, never runs but to the fairest fruit; like a cunning bloodhound, it singles out the fattest deer in the flock.

The true way to gain much is never to desire to gain too much.

Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.

Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint, And sweet thyme true, Primrose, first born child of Ver, Merry Spring-time's harbinger.

You are no better than you should be.

Grace comes often clad in the dusky robe of desolation.

There is a method in man's wickedness; it grows up by degrees.

The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy.

Those have most power to hurt us, that we love.

Faith without works is like a bird without wings; though she may hop with her companions on earth, yet she will never fly with them to heaven.

Kiss till the cow comes home.

Our lives are but our marches to the grave.

It is more noble by silence to avoid an injury than by argument to overcome it.

Let no man fear to die, we love to sleep all, and death is but the sounder sleep.

Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest.

Oh, love will make a dog howl in rhyme.

As men do walk a mile, women should talk an hour, After supper. 'Tis their exercise.

As high as Heaven, as deep as Hell.

There's nothing that allays an angry mind So soon as a sweet beauty.

Honor's a thing too subtle for wisdom; if honor lie in eating, he's right honorable.

Who doubting tyranny, and fainting under Fortune's false lottery, desperately run To death, for dread of death; that soul's most stout, That, bearing all mischance, dares last it out.

It is a word that's quickly spoken, which being unrestrained, a heart is broken

The true way to gain much, is never to desire to gain too much. He is not rich that possesses much, but he that covets no more; and he is not poor that enjoys little, but he that wants too much.

Let us have a care not to disclose our hearts to those who shut up theirs against us.

Bad's the best of us.

But what is past my help is past my care.

Nose, nose, jolly red nose,And who gave thee that jolly red nose?Nutmegs and ginger, cinammon and cloves;And they gave me this jolly red nose.

He is not rich that possesses much but he that covets no more and he is not poor that enjoys little but he that wants too much.

Interest makes some people blind and others quick-sighted.