C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

John Webster

Gold that buys health can never be ill spent,

Nor hours laid out in harmless merriment.

I have ever thought,

Nature doth nothing so great for great men,

As when she’s pleas’d to make them lords of truth.

Integrity of life is fame’s best friend,

Which nobly, beyond death, shall crown the end.

Let guilty men remember, their black deeds

Do lean on crutches made of slender reeds.

That’s the greatest torture souls feel in hell,

In hell, that they must live, and cannot die.

Detraction is the sworn friend to ignorance.

Flatterers are but the shadows of princes’ bodies; the least thick cloud makes them invisible.

Integrity of life is fame’s best friend.

Let guilty men remember their black deeds do lean on crutches made of slender reeds.

Perfumes, the more they are chafed, the more they render their pleasant scents; and so affliction expresseth virtue fully.

Poor maids have more lovers than husbands.

Sorrow is held the eldest child of sin.