John Heywood Quotes
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Yes yes (quoth she) for all those wyse woordis vttred, I know on which syde my bread is buttred. But there will no butter cleaue on my breade. And on my bread any butter to be spreade. Euery promise that thou therin dost vtter, Is as sure as it were sealed with butter.
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For whan I gaue you an ynche, ye tooke an ell.
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The nere to the churche, the ferther from God.
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Children learne to creepe ere they can learne to goe.
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So many heads so many wits.
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While the grasse groweth the horse starveth.
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Ill weede growth fast.
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Love me litle, love me long.
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The grey mare is the better horse.
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Ye set circumquaques to make me beleue Or thinke, that the moone is made of gréene chéese.
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An yll wynde that blowth no man to good.
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Men say, kinde will creepe where it may not goe.
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A man may well bring a horse to the water,But he cannot make him drinke without he will.
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And also I shall to reueng former hurtis, Hold their noses to grinstone, and syt on theyr skurtis.
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Small pitchers have wyde eares.
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Som thingis that prouoke young men to wed in haste, Show after weddyng, that hast maketh waste.
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All is fish that comth to net.
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Leape out of the frying pan into the fyre.
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Beware of, Had I wist.
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Though chaunge be no robbry.
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Who is wurs shod, than the shoemakers wyfe, With shops full of shoes all hir lyfe?
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Who hopeth in Gods helpe, his helpe can not starte: Nothing is impossible to a willyng hart, And will maie wyn my herte, herein to consent, To take all thinges as it cometh, and be content.