“Though the camomile, the more it is trodden, the more it spreadeth, yet the violet, the oftener it is handled, the sooner it withereth.” Contrasting resilience with the fragility of beauty · Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit (prose fiction) Beauty Nature
“The wound that bleedeth inward is not easily cured.” Expressing the hidden and lasting pain of emotional injury · Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit (prose fiction) Despair Mortality
“The finest wits are not the soundest judgments.” Distinguishing verbal brilliance from practical wisdom · Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit (prose fiction) Art Truth
“To give reason for fancy were to seek a knot in a rush.” Recognising that affection often resists rational explanation · Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit (prose fiction) Love Truth
“Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.” Capturing the moral danger of despair and the loss of restraint · Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit (prose fiction) Despair Truth
