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For experience teacheth me that straight trees have crooked roots.
John Lyly
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John Lyly
Died: 1606
Died: November 18
Novelist
Playwright
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Kent
England
John Lilly
John Lylie
John Lyly
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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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Though women have small force to overcome men by reason yet have they good fortune to undermine them by policy.
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Long quaffing maketh a short lyfe.
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If all the earth were paper white / And all the sea were ink / 'Twere not enough for me to write / As my poor heart doth think.
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I am of this mind, that might and malice, deceit and treachery perjury and impiety may lawfully be committed in love which is lawless.
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It is the eye of the master that fatteth the horse, and the love of the woman that maketh the man.
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Far more seemly to have thy study full of books, than thy purse full of money.
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