You are not now to think what’s best to do, As in beginnings, but what must be done, Being thus enter’d; and slip no advantage That may secure you. Let them call it mischief; When it is past, and prosper’d , ’twill be virtue.
BEN JONSONAmbition makes more trusty slaves than need
More Ben Jonson Quotes
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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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The covetous man never has money. The prodigal will have none shortly.
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Let argument bear no unmusical sound.
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The voice so sweet, the words so fair, As some soft chime had stroked the air; And though the sound had parted thence, Still left an echo in the sense.
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Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.
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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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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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There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.
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A prince without letters is a Pilot without eyes. All his government is groping.
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He that departs with his own honesty For Vulgar , doth it too dearly buy.
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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.
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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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Soul of the age! The applause! delight! The wonder of our stage!
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Minds that are great and free, should not on fortune pause: ‘Tis crown enough to virtue still, her own applause.
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I now think, Love is rather deaf, than blind, For else it could not be, That she, Whom I adore so much, should so slight me, And cast my love behind.
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