William Davenant Quotes

All jealousy must be strangled in its birth ...

Slow seems their speed whose thoughts before them run.

The assembled souls of all that men held wise.

What one cannot, another can.

Generous souls
Are still most subject to credulity.

Since knowledge is but sorrow's spy, It is not safe to know.

It is the wit and policy of sin to hate those we have abused.

Calamity is the perfect glass wherein we truly see and know ourselves.

Faith lights us through the dark to Deity.

Anger is blood, poured and perplexed into froth; but malice is the wisdom of our wrath.

Honor is the moral conscience of the great.

For in a dearth of comforts, we art taught
To be contented with the least.

Small are the seeds fate does unheeded sow
Of slight beginnings to important ends.

Ambition is the mind's immodesty.

Had laws not been, we never had been blam'd; For not to know we sinn'd is innocence.

Think not ambition wise, because 't is brave.

How beautiful is sorrow when it is dressed by virgin innocence! it makes felicity in others seem deformed.

Fame, like the river, is narrowest where it is bred, and broadest afar off.

All slander must still be strangled in its birth, or time will soon conspire to make it strong enough to overcome the truth.