Top 25 Quotes by John Fletcher of 34 - Page 2

Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well; I see you have a singing face.

Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well; I see you have a singing face.

John Fletcher

Music, Singing, Faces

Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher (1840). “The Works of Beaumont and Fletcher”, p.548

Charity and treating begin at home.

John Fletcher

Home, Charity

"Wit without Money". Book by John Fletcher, 1639.

Man is his own star, and the soul that can, render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate: nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts are angels are, for good or ill: our fatal shadows that walk by us still.

John Fletcher

Stars, Fall, Angel

Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher (1840). “The Works of Beaumont and Fletcher”, p.499

'Tis virtue, and not birth that makes us noble: Great actions speak great minds, and such should govern.

John Fletcher

Mind, Noble, Action

Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher, Mr. Theobald (Lewis), Mr. Seward, Sidrach Simpson (1750). “The Works of Mr. Francis Beaumont, and Mr. John Fletcher: In Ten Volumes. Collated with All the Former Editions, and Corrected. With Notes Critical and Explanatory”, p.133

He who goes to bed, and goes to bed sober, Falls as the leaves do, and dies in October; But he who goes to bed, and goes to bed mellow, Lives as he ought to do, and dies an honest fellow.

John Fletcher

Fall, Bed, October

"Rollo, Duke of Normandy". Book by John Fletcher, 1639.

Man is his own star, and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light.

John Fletcher

Stars, Men, Light

Ben Jonson, John Fletcher, Francis Beaumont (1811). “The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson, and Beaumont and Fletcher: Printed from the Text”, p.88

Joys as winged dreams fly fast, / Why should sadness longer last? / Grief is but a wound to woe; / Gentlest fair, mourn, mourn no moe.

John Fletcher

Dream, Grief, Sadness

Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher (1778). “The Dramatick Works of Beaumont and Fletcher: Captain. Prophetess. Queen of Corinth. Tragedy of Bonduca. Knight of the Burning Pestle”, p.240

O great corrector of enormous times, Shaker of o'er-rank states, thou grand decider Of dusty and old titles, that healest with blood The earth when it is sick, and curest the world O' the pleurisy of people.

John Fletcher

War, Blood, People