How Fortune piles her sports when she begins to practise them!
BEN JONSONThe burnt child dreads the fire.
More Ben Jonson Quotes
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Success hath made me wanton.
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Drink today, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do it tomorrow; Best, while you have it, use your breath; There is no drinking after death.
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Art hath an enemy call’d ignorance .
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Peace is never more than one thought away.
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There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.
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Who will not judge him worthy to be robbed That sets his doors wide open to a thief, And shows the felon where his treasure lies?
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It is an art to have so much judgment as to apparel a lie well, to give it a good dressing.
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Indeed there’s a woundy luck in names.
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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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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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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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The poet is the nearest borderer upon the orator.
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Chance will not do the work. Chance sends the breeze; But if the pilot slumber at the helm, The very wind that wafts us tow’rds the port May dash us on the shoals. The steersman’s part Is vigilance, or blow it rough or smooth.
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[The play] is like to be a very conceited scurvy one, in plain English.
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O, for an engine, to keep back all clocks, or make the sun forget his motion!
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