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Quotes - Heywood


The loss of wealth is loss of dirt,
As sages in all times assert;
The happy man's without a shirt.

John Heywood

Let the world slide, let the world go;
A fig for care, and a fig for woe!
If I can't pay, why I can owe,
And death makes equal the high and low.

John Heywood

All a green willow, willow,
All a green willow is my garland.

John Heywood

Haste maketh waste.

John Heywood

Beware of, Had I wist.

John Heywood

Good to be merie and wise.

John Heywood

Beaten with his owne rod.

John Heywood

Look ere ye leape.

John Heywood

He that will not when he may,
When he would he shall have nay.

John Heywood

The fat is in the fire.

John Heywood

When the sunne shineth, make hay.

John Heywood

When the iron is hot, strike.

John Heywood

The tide tarrieth no man.

John Heywood

Than catch and hold while I may, fast binde, fast finde.

John Heywood

And while I at length debate and beate the bush,
There shall steppe in other men and catch the burdes.

John Heywood

While betweene two stooles my taile goe to the ground.

John Heywood

So many heads so many wits.

John Heywood

Wedding is destiny,
And hanging likewise.

John Heywood

Happy man, happy dole.

John Heywood

God never sends th' mouth but he sendeth meat.

John Heywood

Like will to like.

John Heywood

A hard beginning maketh a good ending.

John Heywood

When the skie falth we shall have Larkes.

John Heywood

More frayd then hurt.

John Heywood

Feare may force a man to cast beyond the moone.

John Heywood

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