I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is ground Upon my flesh t’inflict another wound. Yet dare I not complain, or wish for death With holy Paul; lest it be thought the breath Of discontent; or that these prayers be For weariness of life, not love of thee.
BEN JONSONOpinion is a light, vain, crude, and imperfect thing.
More Ben Jonson Quotes
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And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow’d them with her odorous foot.
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Sweet meat must have sour sauce.
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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.
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A good life is a main argument.
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[The play] is like to be a very conceited scurvy one, in plain English.
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Cares that have entered once in the breast, will have whole possession of the rest.
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It is a note Of upstart greatness to observe and watch For these poor trifles, which the noble mind Neglects and scorns.
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Weigh the meaning and look not at the words.
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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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Aristotle was the first accurate critic and truest judge nay, the greatest philosopher the world ever had; for he noted the vices of all knowledges, in all creatures, and out of many men’s perfections in a science he formed still one Art.
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God wisheth none should wreck on a strange shelf: To him man’s dearer than to himself.
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There is no bounty to be showed to such As have real goodness: Bounty is A spice of virtue; and what virtuous act Can take effect on them that have no power Of equal habitude to apprehend it?
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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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For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.
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The way to rise is to obey and please.
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