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There can no great smoke arise, but there must be some fire.

John Lyly

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John Lyly
Died: 1606
Died: November 18
Novelist
Playwright
Politician
Writer
Kent
England
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If you will be cherished when you are old, be courteous while you be young.
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Whilst that the childe is young, let him be instructed in vertue and lytterature.
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The true measure of life is not length, but honesty.
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The slothful are always ready to engage in idle talk of what will be done tomorrow, and every day after.
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Far more seemly to have thy study full of books, than thy purse full of money.
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Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.
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