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In misery it is great comfort to have a companion.
John Lyly
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John Lyly
Died: 1606
Died: November 18
Novelist
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Kent
England
John Lilly
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When adversities flow, then love ebbs but friendship standeth stiffly in storms.
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When parents put gold into the hands of youth, when they should put a rod under their girdle--when instead of awe they make them past grace, and leave them rich executors of goods, and poor executors of godliness, then it is no marvel that the son being left rich by his father's will, becomes reckless by his own will.
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The wound that bleedeth inward is most dangerous.
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[Beauty is] a delicate bait with a deadly hook a sweet panther with a devouring paunch, a sour poison in a silver pot.
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Do you think that any one can move the heart but He that made it?
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A merry companion is as good as a wagon, For you shall be sure to ride though ye go a foot.
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A bargain is a bargain.
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Thou shalt come out of a warme Sunne into God's blessing.
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The true measure of life is not length, but honesty.
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The broken bone, once set together, is stronger than ever.
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He that loseth his honesty hath nothing else to lose.
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He that comes in print because he would be known, is like the fool that comes into the market because he would be seen.
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The greatest harm that you can do unto the envious, is to do well.
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Water runneth smoothest where it is deepest.
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A new broome sweepeth cleane.
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Whatsoever is in the heart of the sober man, is in the mouth of the drunkard.
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Though women have small force to overcome men by reason yet have they good fortune to undermine them by policy.
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None but the lark so shrill and clear Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings.
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I thank you for nothing, because I understand nothing.
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A comely olde man as busie as a bee.
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