Quotes from Thomas Otway

No flattery, boy! an honest man cannot live by it; it is a little, sneaking art, which knaves use to cajole and soften fools withal.

O woman! lovely woman! Nature made thee To temper man: we had been brutes without you.

Ambition is a lust that is never quenched, but grows more inflamed and madder by enjoyment.

False as the adulterate promises of favorites in power when poor men court them.

Revenge, the attribute of gods! They stamped it with their great image on our natures.

Home I would go But that my doors are hateful to my eyes, Fill'd and damm'd up with gaping creditors, Watchful as fowlers when their game will spring.

Honesty needs no disguise nor ornament; be plain.

Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labour to overcome the cloud that loads 'em.

There is such sweet pain in parting that I could hang forever on thine arms, and look away my life into thine eyes.

Clocks will go as they are set, but man, irregular man, is never constant, never certain.

If love be treasure, we'll be wondrous rich.

The worst thing an old man can be is a lover.

Love reigns a very tyrant in my heart.

Justice is lame as well as blind, amongst us.

No praying, it spoils business.

Honest men are the soft easy cushions on which knaves repose and fatten.

O woman! lovely woman! Nature made theeTo temper man: we had been brutes without you;Angels are painted fair, to look like you.

What mighty ills have not been done by woman!Who was 't betrayed the Capitol?—A woman!Who lost Mark Antony the world?—A woman!Who was the cause of a long ten years' war,And laid at last old Troy in ashes?—Woman!Destructive, damnable, deceitful woman!

Clocks will go as they are set, but man, irregular man, is never constant, never certain.

If we must part forever, Give me but one kind word to think upon and please myself with, while my heart's breaking.

Let us embrace, and from this very moment vow an eternal misery together.

Oh Woman! lovely Woman! Nature made thee To temper Man: We had been Brutes without you, Angels are Painted fair, to look like you; There's in you all that we believe of Heav'n, Amazing Brightness, Purity and Truth, Eternal Joy, and everlasting Love.

And die with decency.