Quotes by Robert Greene
Though men determine, the gods doo dispose: and oft times many things fall out betweene the cup and the lip.
I know My God commands, whose power no power resists.
Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee;/ When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. / Mother's wag, pretty boy, / Father's sorrow, father's joy.
For as one star another far exceeds, So souls in heaven are placed by their deeds.
