Flying Colors
He loves you well that holds his life of you.
–Pericles,
Act II, Scene ii

He loves you well that holds his life of you.
–Pericles,
Act II, Scene ii

‘Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
-Pericles,
Act I, Scene ii

For vice repeated is like the wandering wind.
Blows dust in other’s eyes, to spread itself.
–Pericles,
Act I, Scene i

Who makes the fairest show means most deceit.
— Pericles,
Act I Scene iv

Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast.
— Pericles,
Act II, Scene iii