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• Condemn you me for that the duke did love me? So may you blame some fair and crystal river For that some melancholic, distracted man Hath drown'd himself in 't.
  -- John Webster (c. 1580-1625) -- The White Devil, Act iii, Sc. 2...
• T is just like a summer bird-cage in a garden,--the birds that are without despair to get in, and the birds that are within despair and are in a consumption for fear they shall never get out.
  -- John Webster (c. 1580-1625) -- The White Devil, Act i, Sc. 2...
• Glories, like glow-worms, afar off shine bright, But look'd too near have neither heat nor light.
  -- John Webster (c. 1580-1625) -- The White Devil, Act iv, Sc. 4...
• I know death hath ten thousand several doors For men to take their exit.
  -- John Webster (c. 1580-1625) -- Duchess of Malfi, Act iv, Sc. 2...
• I saw him now going the way of all flesh. -- John Webster (c.
  1580-1625) -- Westward Hoe, Act ii, Sc. 2...
• As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard II -- Act v, Sc. 2...
• When daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost -- Act v, Sc. 2...
• Is not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothsomest, old wood burns brightest, old linen wash whitest?
  Old soldiers, sweetheart, are surest, and old lovers are soundest....
• There 's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.
  If it be now, 't is not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now...