Quotes by : John Webster

Whether I resolve to fire, earth, water, air, Or all the elements by scruples, I know not, Nor greatly....

Oft gay and honoured robes those tortures try: We think caged birds sing, when indeed they cry.

Fortune’s a right whore:If she give aught, she deals it in small parcels,That she may take away all....

Lovers die inward that their flames conceal.

Take it for words. O woman’s poor revenge,Which dwells but in the tongue!

O that I were a man, or that I had powerTo execute my apprehended wishes!I would whip some with scorpions.....

As in this world there are degrees of evils, So in this world there are degrees of devils.

Heaven-gates are not so highly arched As princes' palaces they that enter there Must go upon their knees.....

Princes give rewards with their own hands,But death or punishment by the hands of other.

Lay this unto your breast: Old friends, like old swords, still are trusted best.