Thomas Middleton Quotes & Sayings

Good, happy, swift; there's gunpowder i'th' court,
Wildfire at midnight in this heedless fury. — Thomas Middleton

Her fingers touched me!
She smells all amber. — Thomas Middleton

As fast as they peep up let's cut 'em down. — Thomas Middleton

Though I be poor, I'm honest. — Thomas Middleton

If he were not as he is, he would be better than himself. — Thomas Middleton

Money! Ho, ho!
'T'as been my want so long, 'tis now my scoff.
I've e'en forgot what colour silver's of. — Thomas Middleton

Faith, if the truth were known, I was begot
After some gluttonous dinner; some stirring dish
Was my first father. When deep healths went round,
And ladies' cheeks were painted red with wine,
Their tongues as short and nimble as their heels,
Uttering words sweet and thick, and when they rose
Were marrily disposed to fall again:
Oh, damnation met
The sin of feasts, drunken adultery!
I feel it swell me; my revenge is just:
I was begot in impudent wine and lust
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As for my brother, the duke's only son,
Whose birth is more beholding to report
Than mine, and yet perhaps as falsely sown,
I'll loose my days upon him, hate all I. — Thomas Middleton

Ha! What news here? Is the day out a' th' socket
That it is noon at midnight? The court up? — Thomas Middleton

He that climbs highest had the greatest fall. — Thomas Middleton

Lussurioso: "Welcome, be not far off, we must be better acquainted. Push, be bold with us, thy hand!"
Vindice: "With all my heart, i'faith. How dost, sweet musk-cat?
When shall we lie together?"
Lussurioso: (aside) "Wondrous knave!
Gather him into boldness? 'Sfoot, the slave's
Already as familiar as an ague,
And shakes me at his pleasure!
Friend, I can
Forget myself in private, but elsewhere,
I pray do you remember be."
Vindice: "Oh, very well, sir.
I conster myself saucy."
Lussurioso: "What hast been? What profession?"
Vindice: "A bone-setter."
Lussurioso: "A bone-setter!"
Vindice: "A bawd, my lord, one that sets bones together."
Lussurioso: (aside) "Notable bluntness! — Thomas Middleton

The slowest kiss makes too much haste. — Thomas Middleton

Our eyes are sentinels unto our judgements,
And should give certain judgement what they see;
But they are rash sometimes, and tell us wonders
Of common things, which when our judgments find,
They can then check the eyes, and call them blind. — Thomas Middleton

Anything for a quiet life. — Thomas Middleton

I much applaud thy judgement; thou art well-read in a fellow.
And 'tis the deepest art to study man. — Thomas Middleton

Has not heaven an ear? Is all the lightning wasted? — Thomas Middleton

A little too wise, they say, do ne'er live long. — Thomas Middleton

Let me feel how thy pulses beat. — Thomas Middleton

I know she hates me, yet cannot choose but love her:
No matter, if but to vex her, I'll haunt her still;
Though I get nothing else, I'll have my will. — Thomas Middleton

She that in life and love refuses me,
In death and shame my partner she shall be. — Thomas Middleton

FRANCISCUS: How sweetly she looks! Oh, but there's a wrinkle in her brow as deep as philosophy. — Thomas Middleton

Ground not upon dreams; you know they are ever contrary. — Thomas Middleton

Tis time to die when we are ourselves our foes. — Thomas Middleton

Tis time to die, when 'tis a shame to live. — Thomas Middleton

Castiza: "False! I defy you both!
I have endured you with an ear of fire;
Your tongues have struck hot irons on my face!
Mother, come from that poisonous woman there."
Gratiana: "Where?"
Castiza: "Do you not see her? She's too inward then. — Thomas Middleton

He would sell his soul if he knew what merchant would lay out money upon't; and some of 'em have need of one. — Thomas Middleton

Oh,Wert not gold and women, there would be no damnation — Thomas Middleton

How sweetly she looks! O, but there's a wrinkle in her brow as deep as philosophy. - Anacreon, drink to my mistress' health, I'll pledge it. Stay, stay, there's a spider in the cup! No, 'tis but a grape-stone; swallow it, fear nothing, poet. So, so; lift higher. — Thomas Middleton

There's no hate lost between us. — Thomas Middleton

He travels best that knows when to return. — Thomas Middleton

When affection only speaks, truth is not always there. — Thomas Middleton

Never were finer snares for womens' honesties
Than are devis'd in these days ; no spider's web's
Made of a daintier thread, than are now practis'd
To catch love's flesh-fly by the silver wing — Thomas Middleton