Cyril Tourneur

“Vengeance, thou murder's quit-rent, and whereby thou show'st thyself tenant to tragedy.”

“When the bad bleeds, then is the tragedy good.”

“Surely we're all mad people, and they whom we think are, are not.”

“Does the silk-worm expend her yellow labours for thee? For thee does she undo herself?”

“Why, is not the world a nest of bugs?”

“Has not heaven an ear? Is all the lightning wasted?”

“Lust is a spirit, which whosoe'er doth raise, the last man that puts down, let him be priest, conjurer, or both.”

“A usuring father to be boiling in hell, and his son and heir with a whore dancing in his own house.”

“Death is the cure of all diseases.”

“Thou sallow picture of my poison'd love.”

“Pish, for shame, thou art a scholar, don't be a beggar.”