Quotes By Thomas Dekker

Honest labor bears a lovely face.

This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school.

Arguments, like children, should be like the subject that begets them.

O what a heaven is love! O what a hell!

The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives.

A mask of gold hides all deformities.

Were there no women, men might live like gods.

Cast away care, he that loves sorrow Lengthens not a day, nor can buy tomorrow; Money is trash, and he that will spend it, Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it.

What a heaven is love! O what a hell!

Sleep is that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.

We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies.

This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate.

Age is like love, it cannot be hid.

This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it.

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise.

Surely man was not created to be an idle fellow; he was not set in this universal orchard to stand still as a tree.