Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest. — Francis Beaumont
Download Customize

Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest.

— Francis Beaumont
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
companionship

More “Companionship” Quotes

Don't let feeling lonely push you into the arms of a person who will make you miserable. — Stephan Labossiere
Nature in her green, tranquil woods heals and soothes all affliction,’ wrote John Muir. ‘Earth hath no sorrows that eart — Helen Macdonald, H is for Hawk
Loyal companions are an unequaled grace, stanching fear before it bleeds you numb, a reliable antidote for creeping desp — Dean Koontz, Odd Interlude: A Special Odd Thomas Adventure
I wonder if she feels from me the thing I feel about her when I touch her. Not in sex, which he understood now was a dif — Cynan Jones, The Dig
Miss Selina, you have over the past minutes—as in the past months, and indeed, in all the years of your association with — Chris Dee, Polishing Silver: The Journal of Alfred Pennyworth
How odd it is that we so often weep for each other’s distresses, when we shed not a tear for our own! — Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
To an eagle or to an owl or to a rabbit, man must seem a masterful and yet a forlorn animal; he has but two friends. In — Beryl Markham, West with the Night
Having someone wonder where you are when you don't come home at night is a very old human need. — Margaret Mead
I had kissed my share of men, particularly during the war years, when flirtation and instant romance were the light-mind — Diana Gabaldon, Outlander
Sitting on the porch alone, listening to them fixing supper, he felt again the indignation he had felt before, the sense — James Jones, From Here to Eternity
I had dedicated my life to words. But sometimes, words are not needed. — Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
Keep anyone with whom you can read in silence. — Lemony Snicket