Quotes from Ben Jonson

CORV: Honour! tut, a breath: There's no such thing, in nature: a mere term Invented to awe fools.

But soft: I hear Some vicious fool draw near, That cries, we dream, and swears there's no such thing...

De te ?ii dup? umbr?, fuge de tine; Fugi de ea, ?i te va urma.

PEREGRINE It seems, Sir, you know all. POLITICK WOULD-BE Not all, Sir: but I have some general notions. I do love To note, and to observe: though I live out From the active torrent: yet I'll mark The currents and the passages of things For mine own private use.

You may go in and search, sir. Here I find The empty walls worse than I left 'em, smoked; A few cracked pots and glasses, and a furnace; The ceiling filled with poesies of the candle, And madam with a dildo writ o' the walls.

Observe him, as his watch observes his clock, and true as turquoise in the dear lord's ring, looks well or ill with him.

For whose sake henceforth all his vows be such, as what he loves may never like too much.

Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy; My sin was too much hope of thee, loved boy

Thy worst. I fart at thee.

drink to the cause, and pure vapours

Of all wild beasts preserve me from a tyrant; and of all tame, a flatterer.

He was not of an age, but for all time.

The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting.

Tell troth and shame the devil.

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.

Who falls for love of God, shall rise a star.

For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.

Love that is ignorant and hatred have almost the same ends.

They say Princes learn no art truly, but the art of horsemanship. The reason is, the brave beast is no flatterer. He will throw a prince as soon as his groom.

To men pressed by their wants all change is ever welcome.

Underneath this stone doth lie As much beauty as could die.

Hood an ass with reverend purple. So you can hide his two ambitious ears, and he shall pass for a cathedral doctor.

Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine.

The burnt child dreads the fire.