Quote #53
An ill wind that bloweth no man to good.
More from John Heywood
- Love me, love my dog.
- For when I gave you an inch, you took an ell.
- I know on which side my bread is buttered.
- Would ye both eat your cake and have your cake?
- The moon is made of greene cheese.
- Every man for himself and God for us all.
- It is better to be An old man's darling than a young man's warling.
- Though he love not to buy the pig in the poke.