Philip Sidney Quotes - Page 5

The first mark of valor is defence.

Lovely sweetness is the noblest power of woman, and is far fitter to prevail by parley than by battle.

To be rhymed to death as is said to be done in Ireland.

Blasphemous words betray the vain foolishness of the speaker.

The many-headed multitude, whom inconstancy only doth by accident guide to well-doing! Who can set confidence there, where company takes away shame, and each may lay the fault upon his fellow?

There needs not strength to be added to inviolate chastity; the excellency of the mind makes the body impregnable.

The end of all knowledge should be in virtuous action.

Indeed, the Roman laws allowed no person to be carried to the wars but he that was in the soldiers roll.

The general goodness, which is nourished in noble hearts makes every one think that strength of virtue to be in another whereof they find assured foundation in themselves.

The day seems long, but night is odious; no sleep, but dreams; no dreams but visions strange.

I am no herald to inquire into men's pedigree; it sufficeth me if I know their virtues.

Valor is abased by too much loftiness.

Commonly they must use their feet for defense whose only weapon is their tongue.

Liking is not always the child of beauty; but whatsoever is liked, to the liker is beautiful.

The observances of the church concerning feasts and fasts are tolerably well kept, since the rich keep the feasts and the poor the fasts.

Great captains do never use long orations when it comes to the point of execution.

Many delight more in giving of presents than in paying their debts.

The journey of high honor lies not in smooth ways.

It many times falls out that we deem ourselves much deceived in others because we first deceived ourselves.

Give tribute, but not oblation, to human wisdom.

It is manifest that all government of action is to be gotten by knowledge, and knowledge best, by gathering many knowledges, which is reading.

O you virtuous owle, The wise Minerva's only fowle.

A popular license is indeed the many-headed tyrant.

Music, I say, the most divine striker of the senses.

Contentions for trifles can get but a trifling victory.