Quotes from Thomas Dekker

The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives.

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

In this pittifull (or rather pittilesse) perplexitie stood London, forsaken like a Lover, forlorne like a widow, and disarmde of all comfort.

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise

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

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

Honest labor bears a lovely face.

Age is like love, it cannot be hid.

O what a heaven is love! O what a hell!