Thomas Dekker Quotes & Sayings

This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate. — Thomas Dekker

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise — Thomas Dekker

O what a heaven is love! O what a hell! — Thomas Dekker

This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school. — Thomas Dekker

To awaken each morning with a smile brightening my face; to greet the day with reverence for the opportunities it contains; to approach my work with a clean mind; to hold ever before me, even in the doing of little things, the Ultimate Purpose toward which I am working; to meet men and women with laughter on my lips and love in my heart; to be gentle, kind, and courteous through all the hours; to approach the night with weariness that ever woos sleep and the joy that comes from work well done
this is how I desire to waste wisely my days. — Thomas Dekker

This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle; wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it. — Thomas Dekker

We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies. — Thomas Dekker

What a heaven is love! O what a hell! — Thomas Dekker

A mask of gold hides all deformities. — Thomas Dekker

Long hair will make thee look dreafully to thine enemies, and manly to thy
friends: it is, in peace, an ornament; in war, a strong helmet; it ...
deadens the leaden thump of a bullet: in winter, it is a warm nightcap; in summer,
a cooling fan of feathers. — Thomas Dekker

Were there no women, men might live like gods. — Thomas Dekker

Cast away care, he that loves sorrow Lengthens not a day, nor can buy tomorrow; Money is trash, and he that will spend it, Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it. — Thomas Dekker

Arguments, like children, should be like the subject that begets them. — Thomas Dekker

Age is like love, it cannot be hid. — Thomas Dekker

The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives. — Thomas Dekker

Do but consider what an excellent thing sleep is ... that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together. Who complains of want? of wounds? of cares? of great men's oppressions? of captivity? whilst he sleepeth? Beggars in their beds take as much pleasure kings: can we therefore surfeit on this delicate Ambrosia? Can we drink too much of that whereof to taste too little tumbles us into a churchyard, and to use it but indifferently throws us into Bedlam? No, no, look upon Endymion, the moon's minion, who slept three score and fifteen years, and was not a hair the worse for it. — Thomas Dekker

Surely man was not created to be an idle fellow; he was not set in this universal orchard to stand still as a tree. — Thomas Dekker

Sleep is that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together. — Thomas Dekker