315 Quotes by Ben Jonson

Words borrowed of antiquity do lend a kind of majesty to style, and are not without their delight sometimes.

I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is groundUpon my flesh t'inflict another wound.Yet dare I not complain, or wish for deathWith holy Paul; lest it be thought the breathOf discontent; or that these prayers beFor weariness of life, not love of thee.

Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.

Riches, the dumb god that giv'st all men tongues, / That canst do nought, and yet mak'st men do all things; / The price of souls; even hell, with thee to boot, / Is made worth heaven!

He knows not his own strength that hath not met adversity.

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

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

Woman, the more careful she is about her face, the more careless about her house.

That praises are without reason lavished on the dead, and that the honours due only to are paid to antiquity, is a complaint likely to be always continued by those who, being able to add nothing to truth, hope for eminence from the heresies of paradox; or those who, being forced by disappointment upon consolatory expedients, are willing to hope from posterity what the present age refuses, and flatter themselves that the regard which is yet denied by envy will be at last bestowed by time.