10 Quotes by David Garrick

Let others hail the rising sun:I bow to that whose course is run

Let others hail the rising sun: I bow to that whose course is run

Here lies Nolly Goldsmith, for shortness called Noll, Who wrote like an angel, and talkd like poor Poll.

You are indebted to you imagination for three-fourths of your importance.

I've that within - for which there are no plasters.

Heaven sends us good meat, but the Devil sends cooks.

The boughs that bear most hang lowest.

Wonders will never cease.

Let others hail the rising sun: I bow to that whose course is run.