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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7f30872 | Let them learn first to show pity at home. | John Fletcher | ||
| 7d1f340 | He 'as had a stinger. | John Fletcher | ||
| 941f631 | Speak boldly, and speak truly, shame the devil. | John Fletcher | ||
| 56203c6 | Whistle, and she'll come to you. | John Fletcher | ||
| 705750f | Let the world slide. | John Fletcher | ||
| 4435b47 | Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one. | John Fletcher | ||
| 8a89146 | I'll put that in my considering cap. | John Fletcher | ||
| a15f27f | Drink today, and drown all sorrow;You shall perhaps not do't tomorrow. | John Fletcher | ||
| c1a8208 | And he that will to bed go soberFalls with the leaf in October. | John Fletcher | ||
| 94eac62 | Let no man fear to die: We love to sleep all,And death is but the sounder sleep. | John Fletcher | ||
| b4b9034 | One good turn deserves another. | John Fletcher | ||
| 3e2cfdc | This is a pretty flimflam. | John Fletcher | ||
| bac37c6 | There is no jesting with edge tools. | John Fletcher | ||
| 013c280 | This is a gimcrackThat can get nothing but new fashions on you. | John Fletcher | ||
| f9f587f | There's nothing that allays an angry mindSo soon as a sweet beauty. | John Fletcher | ||
| 005d750 | 'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches. | John Fletcher | ||
| 946ca64 | Her words are trusty heralds to her mind. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 3b49b6b | Oh, happy kings,Whose thrones are raised in their subjects' hearts. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 65caf79 | Sister, look ye,I've shook off old mortality. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| e560be1 | FlatteryIs monstrous in a true friend. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| f516df3 | Tell us, pray, what devilMen into monsters. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 70bf9ac | MelancholyOf body, but the mind's disease. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 85e1733 | Philosophers dwell in the moon. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 1b172d3 | Fly hence, shadows, that do keep,Watchful sorrows, charmed in sleep. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 412bc5c | Tempt not the stars, young man, thou canst not playWith the severity of fate. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| f4e3714 | GloriesAnd shadows soon decaying. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 878bb2b | Revenge proves its own executioner. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 1950bf5 | Truth is child of time. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 7e6135f | He hath shook hands with time. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 528db89 | Brother, even by my mother's dust, I charge you,Do not betray me to your mirth or hate. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 47f1127 | Delay in vengeance gives a heavier blow. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 20ba67d | Busy opinion is an idle fool. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| fe028a9 | Let them fear bondage who are slaves to fear;The sweetest freedom is an honest heart. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| 2c5d378 | We can drink till all look blue. | John Ford (dramatist) | ||
| fbd3fe3 | The ability to get to the verge without getting into the war is the necessary art. | John Foster Dulles | ||
| eb4b134 | There are only two races on this planet -- the intelligent and the stupid. | John Fowles | ||
| c974614 | It must essentially remain a novel of adolescence written by a retarded adolescent. | John Fowles | ||
| 13b9390 | That's all. Just paint. That's my advice. Leave the clever talk to the poor sods who can't. | John Fowles | ||
| 26e0791 | The princess calls, but there is no one, now, to hear her. | John Fowles | ||
| e0b0ec5 | He liked to be popular and in place of charm had to dispense alcohol... | John Fowles | ||
| 2691cdc | All good science is art. And all good art is science. | John Fowles | ||
| d2ce1dc | There was a bright wind, it was a Dufy day, all bustle, movement, animated colour.. | John Fowles | ||
| db19952 | Hypotheses pinned me down, as Gulliver was pinned by the countless threads of the Lilliputians... | John Fowles | ||
| 978c718 | So I strode down to the school like some vengence-brewing chieftain in an Icelandic saga... | John Fowles |