12 Quotes by William Cartwright

Those who are the hardest for me to love are probably those who need my love the most.

Love makes those young whom age doth chill, And whom he finds young, keeps still.

Tell me not of joy: there’s none Now my little sparrow’s gone; He, just as you, Would toy and woo, He would chirp and flatter me, He would hang the wing awhile, Till at length he saw me smile, Lord! how sullen he would be!