But words came halting forth, wanting Invention’s stay; Invention, Nature’s child, fled step-dame Study’s blows... Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, ‘Fool,’ said my Muse to me; ‘look in thy heart and write.’
– Sir Philip Sidney
No sword bites so fiercly as an evil tongue.
– Sir Philip Sidney
They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.
– Sir Philip Sidney
The ingredients of health and long life, are great temperance, open air, easy labor, and little care.
– Sir Philip Sidney
It is great happiness to be praised of them who are most praiseworthy.