Quotes from John Webster

What! because we are poor Shall we be vicious?

Through darkness diamonds spread their richest light.

Oft gay and honoured robes those tortures try: We think caged birds sing, when indeed they cry.

The chiefest action for a man of great spirit is never to be out of action... the soul was never put into the body to stand still.

Eagles commonly fly alone. They are crows, daws, and starlings that flock together.

I am Duchess of Malfi still.

Condemn you me for that the duke did love me? So may you blame some fair and crystal river, For that some melancholic distracted man Hath drowned himself in't.

O that I were a man, or that I had power To execute my apprehended wishes! I would whip some with scorpions.

Sometimes the Devil doth preach.

we had need to borrow that fantastic glass,invented by Galileo the Florentine To view another spacious world in the moon and look to find a constant woman there

Princes give rewards with their own hands, But death or punishment by the hands of other.

Fortune's a right whore: If she give aught, she deals it in small parcels, That she may take away all at one swoop.

We endure the strokes like anvils or hard steel, Till pain itself make us no pain to feel.

Think't the best voyage that e'er you made like an irregular crab which, though't goes backward, thinks that it goes right, because it goes its own way.

As in this world there are degrees of evils, So in this world there are degrees of devils.

Ha, ha, ha, thou entanglest thyself in thine own work like a silkworm.

When I go to hell, I mean to carry a bribe: for look you, good gifts evermore make way for the worst persons.

Eagles commonly fly alone. They are crows, daws, and starlings that flock together.

Men often are valued high, when they are most wretched.

Integrity of life is fame's best friend, which nobly, beyond death, shall crown in the end.

A politician is the devil's quilted anvil; He fashions all sins on him, and the blows are never heard.

Love mixed with fear is sweetness.

I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history.

Sorrow is held the eldest child of sin.