50 Quotes by Thomas Otway

Could my griefs speak, the tale would have no end.

Base natures ever judge a thing above them, and hate a power they are too much obliged to.

Cowards are scared with threatenings; boys are whipped into confession; but a steady mind acts of itself, ne'er asks the body counsel.

False as the adulterate promises of favorites in power when poor men court them.

Avoid the politic, the factious fool, The busy, buzzing, talking harden'd knave; The quaint smooth rogue that sins against his reason, Calls saucy loud sedition public zeal, And mutiny the dictates of his spirit.

Honesty needs no disguise nor ornament; be plain.

Children blessings seem, but torments are.

You talk to me in parables. You may have known that I'm no wordy man, Fine speeches are the instruments of knaves Or fools that use them, when they want good sense; But honesty Needs no disguise nor ornament: be plain.

And die with decency.