Philip Massinger Quotes

0 summer friendship, whose flat-tering leaves shadowed us in our prosperity, With the least gust, drop off in the autumn of adversity.

He that knows no guilt can know no fear.

From the king To the beggar, by gradation, all are servants; And you must grant, the slavery is less To study to please one, than many.

Revenge, that thirsty dropsy of our souls, makes us covet that which hurts us most.

Ambition, in a private man is a vice, is in a prince the virtue.

My dancing days are past.

What pity 'tis, one that can speak so well, Should in his actions be so ill!

Gold--the picklock that never fails.

Virgin me no virgins! I must have you lose that name, or you lose me.

Though the desire of fame be the last weakness Wise men put off.

Honour is Virtue's allowed ascent: honour that clasps All perfect justice in her arms; that craves No more respect than that she gives; that does Nothing but what she'll suffer.

He that would govern others should first be the master of himself.

Immature poets imitate: mature poets steal.

0 summer friendship whose flat-tering leaves shadowed us in our prosperity With the least gust drop off in the autumn of adversity.

He that would govern others first should be master of himself.