True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in the worth and choice.
BEN JONSONIf 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.
More Ben Jonson Quotes
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For they have the authority of years, and out of their intermission do win to themselves a kind of grace-like newness. But the eldest of the present, and newest of the past Language, is the best.
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The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting.
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Princes that would their people should do well Must at themselves begin, as at the head; For men, by their example, pattern out Their limitations, and regard of laws: A virtuous court a world to virtue draws.
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It is virtue that gives glory; that will endenizen a man everywhere.
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A thankful man owes a courtesy ever; the unthankful but when he needs it.
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I have been at my book; and am now past the craggy paths of study, and come to the flowery plains of honour and reputation
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It strikes! one, two, Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch, Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest; Would thou could’st make the time to do so too; I’ll wind thee up no more.
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He that is respectless in his courses oft sells his reputation at cheap market.
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Ods me I marle what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a man, and fill him full of smoke and embers.
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One woman reads another’s character Without the tedious trouble of deciphering
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Cares that have entered once in the breast, will have whole possession of the rest.
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Where it concerns himself, Who’s angry at a slander, makes it true.
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For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.
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I glory, more in the cunning purchase of my wealth than in the glad possession.
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Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast, Still to be powder’d, all perfum’d. Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art’s hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound.
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