|Name: Geoffrey Chaucer||Find on Amazon India: Link|
|Nationality: British||Find on Amazon: Link|
Nowhere so busy a man as he than he, and yet he seemed busier than he was.
He was as fresh as is the month of May.
Filth and old age, I’m sure you will agree, are powerful wardens upon chastity.
The life so short, the crafts so long to learn.
Women desire six things: They want their husbands to be brave, wise, rich, generous, obedient to wife, and lively in bed.
Whoso will pray, he must fast and be clean, And fat his soul, and make his body lean.
We know little of the things for which we pray.
And she was fair as is the rose in May.
First he wrought, and afterward he taught.
Murder will out, this my conclusion.
Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.
People can die of mere imagination.
Time and tide wait for no man.
There’s no workman, whatsoever he be, That may both work well and hastily.
There’s never a new fashion but it’s old.
The greatest scholars are not usually the wisest people.
The guilty think all talk is of themselves.
Love is blind.
By nature, men love newfangledness.