Get money, still get money, boy, no matter by what means.
BEN JONSONLet argument bear no unmusical sound.
More Ben Jonson Quotes
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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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That I might live alone once with my gold! O, ’tis a sweet companion! kind and true: A man may trust it when his father cheats him, Brother, or friend, or wife. O wondrous pelf! That which makes all men false, is true itself.
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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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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.
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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.
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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.
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How Fortune piles her sports when she begins to practise them!
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Truth is man’s proper good, and the only immortal thing was given to our mortality to use.
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Ambition, like a torrent, ne’er looks back; And is a swelling, and the last affection A high mind can put off; being both a rebel Unto the soul and reason, and enforceth All laws, all conscience, treads upon religion, and offereth violence to nature’s self.
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[The play] is like to be a very conceited scurvy one, in plain English.
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Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, Resting never!
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Art hath an enemy call’d ignorance .
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He threatens many that hath injured one.
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Cares that have entered once in the breast, will have whole possession of the rest.
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Hang sorrow, care’ll kill a cat.
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Tis the common disease of all your musicians that they know no mean, to be entreated, either to begin or end.
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Sweet Swan of Avon! What a sight it were To see thee in our water yet appear.
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Good men are the stars, the planets of the ages wherein they live, and illustrate the times.
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For he that once is good, is ever great.
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Books are faithful repositories, which may be awhile neglected or forgotten, but when they are opened again, will again impart their instruction.
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All discourses but my own afflict me; they seem harsh, impertinent, and irksome
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Hell itself must yield to industry.
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O, for an engine, to keep back all clocks, or make the sun forget his motion!
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Freedom doth with degree dispense.
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To the old, long life and treasure; To the young, all health and pleasure.
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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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