C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
A good king is a public servant.
A good man will avoid the spot of any sin. The very aspersion is grievous, which makes him choose his way in his life, as he would in his journey.
A tedious person is one a man would leap a steeple from.
A thankful man owes a courtesy ever; the unthankful but when he needs it.
About the noon of night.
Affliction teacheth a wicked person some time to pray: prosperity, never.
All concord’s born of contraries.
All the gazers on the skies read not in fair heaven’s story expresser truth or truer glory than they might in her bright eyes.
Ambition is a rebel both to the soul and reason, and enforces all laws, all conscience; treads upon religion, and offers violence to nature’s self.
Ambition, like a torrent, never looks back.
As it is a great point of art, when our matter requires it, to enlarge and veer out all sail, so to take it in and contract it is of no less praise when the argument doth ask it.
Bad men excuse their faults, good men will leave them.
Court a mistress, she denies you; let her alone, she will court you.
Cut men’s throats with whisperings.
Drink to me only with thine eyes, and I will pledge with mine.
Envy sets the stronger seal on desert; if he have no enemies, I should esteem his fortune most wretched.
Famine ends famine.
Fear to do base, unworthy things is valor; if they be done to us, to suffer them is valor too.
For a good poet’s made, as well as born.
For he that once is good, is ever great.
Give me a look, give me a face that makes simplicity a grace—robes loosely flowing, hair as free!
Good men are the stars, the planets of the ages wherein they live, and illustrate the times.
Good men but see death, the wicked taste it.
Guilt’s a terrible thing.
Hang sorrow, care ’ll kill a cat.
He that is respectless in his courses oft sells his reputation at cheap market.
He that would have his virtue published, is not the servant of virtue, but glory.
He was honest, and of an open and free nature.
He was not of an age, but for all time.
He who was taught only by himself had a fool for a master.
Heaven prepares good men with crosses; but no ill can happen to a good man.
Hell itself must yield to industry.
Hope is such a bait, it covers any hook.
How Fortune piles her sports when she begins to practise them!
How near to good is what is fair!
I am beholden to calumny, that she hath so endeavored and taken pains to belie me. It shall make me set a surer guard on myself, and keep a better watch upon my actions.
I do hate him as I hate the devil.
I have discovered that a famed familiarity in great ones is a note of certain usurpation on the less; for great and popular men feign themselves to be servants to others to make those slaves to them.
I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honor to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, would he had blotted a thousand.
I would have you not stand so much on your gentility, which is an airy and mere borrowed thing from dead men’s dust and bones; and none of yours except you make and hold it.
If men will impartially, and not asquint, look toward the offices and function of a poet, they will easily conclude to themselves the impossibility of any man’s being a good poet without first being a good man.
Ill-fortune never crushed that man whom good fortune deceived not.
It is virtue that gives glory; that will endenizen a man everywhere.
Laugh and be fat, sir.
Let argument bear no unmusical sound.
Let them call it mischief; when it is past and prospered, it will be virtue.
Many might go to heaven with half the labor they go to hell, if they would venture their industry the right way.
Money never made any man rich, but his mind. He that can order himself to the law of nature, is not only without the sense, but the fear of poverty.
My thoughts and I were of another world.
No man is so foolish but he may give another good counsel sometimes, and no man so wise but he may easily err, if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that was taught only by himself had a fool for a master.
Nothing is a courtesy unless it be meant us, and that friendly and lovingly. We owe no thanks to rivers that they carry our boats, or winds that they be favoring and fill our sails, or meats that they be nourishing; for these are what they are necessarily. Horses carry us, trees shade us; but they know it not.
Nothing is more short-lived than pride.
Or leave a kiss, but in the cup, and I’ll not look for wine.
Out of clothes out of countenance, out of countenance out of wit.
Poets are far rarer birds than kings.
Prevent your day at morning.
Rich apparel has strange virtues; it makes him that hath it without means esteemed for an excellent wit; he that enjoys it with means puts the world in remembrance of his means.
See and to be seen.
Silence in woman is like speech in man.
Small Latin, and less Greek.
Soul of the age! the applause, delight, the wonder of our stage.
Talking and eloquence are not the same: to speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.
That old bald cheater, Time.
The burnt child dreads the fire.
The devil is an ass, I do acknowledge it.
The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting.
The good need fear no law; it is his safety, and the bad man’s awe.
The poet is the nearest borderer upon the orator.
The soul of man is infinite in what it covets.
The two chief things that give a man reputation in counsel, are the opinion of his honesty, and the opinion of his wisdom; the authority of those two will persuade.
The world knows only two, that’s Rome and I.
They say princes learn no art truly, but the art of horsemanship. The reason is, the brave beast is no flatterer. He will throw a prince as soon as his groom.
They talk as they are wont, not as I merit; traduce by custom, as most dogs do bark.
They that know no evil will suspect none.
They utter all they think with violence.
Those whose tongues are gentlemen ushers to their wit, and still go before it.
***Thou hadst small Latin and less Greek.
’T is no shame to follow the better precedent.
’T is virtue which they want; and, wanting it, honor no garment to their backs can fit.
True gladness doth not always speak; joy bred and born but in the tongue is weak.
Very few men are wise by their own counsel, or learned by their own teaching; for he that was only taught by himself had a fool to his master.
When a virtuous man is raised, it brings gladness to his friends, grief to his enemies, and glory to his posterity.
When affliction thunders over our roofs, to hide our heads, and run into our graves, shows us no men, but makes us fortune’s slaves.
Where it concerns himself, who is angry at a slander makes it true.
Who falls for love of God, shall rise a star.
Whom the disease of talking still once possesseth, he can never hold his peace. Nay, rather than he will not discourse he will hire men to hear him.
Whosoever loves not picture is injurious to truth, and all the wisdom of poetry. Picture is the invention of heaven, the most ancient and most akin to nature. It is itself a silent work, and always one and the same habit.