72 Quotes by George Chapman

He is at no end of his actions blestWhose ends will make him greatest, and not best.

Words writ in waters.

Enough 's as good as a feast.

Perfect happiness, by princes sought, Is not with birth born, nor exchequers bought.

Fate's such a shrewish thing.

Blood, though it sleep a time, yet never dies. The gods on murtherers fix revengeful eyes.

Make ducks and drakes with shillings.

Tis immortality to die aspiring, As if a man were taken quick to heaven.

Fair words never hurt the tongue.