Quotes from Philip Sidney

They love indeed who quake to say they love.

Self-love is better than any gilding to make that seem gorgeous wherein ourselves be parties.

My true-love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange, one for the other given; I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss, There never was a better bargain driven.

As the love of the heavens makes us heavenly, the love of virtue virtuous, so doth the love of the world make one become worldly.

What is mine, even to my life, is hers I love; but the secret of my friend is not mine!

Who doth desire that chaste his wife should be, first be he true, for truth doth truth deserve.

Ring out your bells! Let mourning show be spread! For Love is dead.

He travels safe and not unpleasantly who is guarded by poverty and guided by love.

Ambition, like love, can abide no lingering; and ever urgeth on his own successes, hating nothing but what may stop them.

**Did you realize how much a kiss says, Philip???** Oh My Angel I doooo....A KISS is the beginning of, middle to, and end of most things I love about life.

Plato found fault that the poets of his time filled the world with wrong opinions of the gods, making light tales of that unspotted essence, and therefore would not have the youth depraved with such opinions.

It is not good to wake a sleeping lion.

My dear, my better half.

All is but lip-wisdom which wants experience.

Give tribute, but not oblation, to human wisdom.

Scoffing cometh not of wisdom.

What doth better become wisdom than to discern what is worthy the living.

Every present occasion will catch the senses of the vain man; and with that bridle and saddle you may ride him.

To the disgrace of men it is seen that there are women both more wise to judge what evil is expected, and more constant to bear it when it happens.

If you neglect your work, you will dislike it; if you do it well, you will enjoy it

Reason! how many eyes hast thou to see evils, and how dim, nay, blind, thou art in preventing them.

A true knight is fuller of bravery in the midst, than in the beginning of danger.

to know, and by knowledge to lift up the mind from the dungeon of the body to the enjoying his own divine essence

O that we had, to make our woes more public, Seas in our eyes, and brazen tongues by nature, A yelling voice, and hearts composed of sorrow, Breath made of flames, wits knowing naught but damage, Our sports murd'ring ourselves, our musics wailing, Our studies fixed upon the falls of fortune.