Philip Massinger

Philip
Massinger
1583
1640

English Playwright, Poet and Dramatist

Author Quotes

You may boldly say, you did not plough or trust the barren and ungrateful sands with the fruitful grain of your religious counsels.

You have not, as good patriots should do, studied the public good, but your particular ends: Factious among yourselves; preferring such to offices and honors, as ne'er read the elements of saving policy; but deeply skill'd in all the principles that usher to destruction.

What can innocence hope for when such as sit her judges are corrupted!

What a sea of melting ice I walk on!

We, that would be known the father of our people, in our study, and vigilance for their safety, must not change their ploughshares into swords, and force them from the secure shade of their own vines, to be scorched with the flames of war.

Virtue, thou in rags, may challenge more than vice set off with all the trim of greatness.

'Tis the only discipline we are born for; all studies else are but as circular lines, and death the center where they all must meet.

Thou art figured blind, and yet we borrow our best sight from thee.

The soul is strong that trusts in goodness.

The over curious are not over wise. The sum of all that makes a just man happy consists in the well choosing of his wife: and there, well to discharge it, does require equality of years, of birth, of fortune; for beauty being poor, and not cried up by birth or wealth, can truly mix with neither. And wealth, when there's such difference in years, and fair descent, must make the yoke uneasy.

The almighty dollar! The picklock that never fails.

That kills himself to avoid misery, fears it; and at the best shows but a bastard valor.

Quiet night, that brings best to the laborer is the outlaw's day, in which he rises early to do wrong, and when his work is ended dares not sleep.

Petitions, not sweetened with gold, are but unsavory and oft refused; or, if received, are pocketed, not read.

Out, you impostors! Quack salving, cheating mountebanks! your skill is to make sound men sick, and sick men kill.

Nor custom, nor example, nor cast numbers of such as do offend, make less the sin.

Man was mark'd a friend in his creation to himself, and may, with fit ambition, conceive the greatest blessings, and the highest honors appointed for him, if he can achieve them the right and noble way.

Malice, scorned, puts out itself; but, argued, gives a kind of credit to a false accusation.

Like a rough orator, that brings more truth than rhetoric, to make good his accusation.

It is true fortitude to stand firm against all shocks of fate, when cowards faint and die in fear to suffer more calamity.

Immature poets imitate, mature poets steal.

Ill news are swallow-winged, but what is good walks on crutches.

I will now court her in the conqueror's style; ‘Come, see, and overcome.’

I in my own house am an emperor, and will defend what's mine.

I have play'd the fool, the gross fool, to believe the bosom of a friend will hold a secret mine own could not contain.

Author Picture
First Name
Philip
Last Name
Massinger
Birth Date
1583
Death Date
1640
Bio

English Playwright, Poet and Dramatist