Geoffrey Chaucer

“Chese now," quod she, "oon of thise thynges tweye:To han me foul and old til that I deye,And be to yow a trewe, humble wyf,And nevere yow displese in al my lyf,Or elles ye wol han me yong and fair,And take youre aventure of the repairThat shal be to youre hous by cause of me,Or in som oother place, may wel be.Now chese yourselven, wheither that yow liketh.”

“By God, if women had written stories,As clerks had within here oratories,They would have written of men more wickednessThan all the mark of Adam may redress.”

“Lo, which a greet thing is affeccioun!Men may die of imaginacioun,So depe may impressioun be take.”

“Whoso will pray, he must fast and be clean, And fat his soul, and make his body lean.”

“people have managed to marry without arithmetic”

“His spirit chaunged house and wente ther,As I cam nevere, I kan nat tellen wher.”

“There's no workman, whatsoever he be, That may both work well and hastily.”

“And she was fair as is the rose in May.”

“People can die of mere imagination.”

“Murder will out, this my conclusion.”

“Women desire six things: They want their husbands to be brave, wise, rich, generous, obedient to wife, and lively in bed.”

“Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.”

“Thus in this heaven he took his delight And smothered her with kisses upon kisses Till gradually he came to know where bliss is.”

“The guilty think all talk is of themselves.”

“The greatest scholars are not usually the wisest people.”

“There's never a new fashion but it's old.”

“Then the Miller fell off his horse.”

“We know little of the things for which we pray.”

“... murder wol out”

“Love is blind.”