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• Her face is like the milky way i' the sky,-- A meeting of gentle lights without a name.
  -- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641) -- Brennoralt, Act iii...
• Nick of time. -- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641) -- The Gobli
• The prince of darkness is a gentleman. -- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641) -- The Gobli
• Abruptness is eloquence in parting, when spinning out the time is but the weaving of new sorrow.
  -- Sir John Suckling...
• Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the ligh
  But oh, she dances such a way! No sun upon an Easter-day Is half so fine a sight....
• High characters," cries one, and he would see Things that ne'er were, nor are, nor e'er will be.
  -- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641) -- The Goblins, Epilogue...
• T is expectation makes a blessing dear; Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it were.
  -- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641) -- Against Fruitio...
• Sir To. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?
  Clo. Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i' the mouth too....
• Who think too little, and who talk too much.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 534...