Best 37 quotes of George Chapman on MyQuotes

And for the authentical truth of either person or actions, who (worth the respecting) will expect it in a poem, whose subject is not truth, but things like truth? Poor envious souls they are that cavil at truth's want in these natural fictions; material instruction, elegant and sententious excitation to virtue, and deflection from her contrary, being the soul, limbs, and limits of an authentical tragedy.

And let a scholar all earth's volumes carry, he will be but a walking dictionary: a mere articulate clock.

Archers ever Have two strings to bow; and shall great Cupid (Archer of archers both in men and women), Be worse provided than a common archer?

As night the life-inclining stars best shows, So lives obscure the starriest souls disclose.

Be free all worthy spirits, and stretch yourselves, for greatness and for height.

Black is a pearl in a woman's eye.

Blood, though it sleep a time, yet never dies. The gods on murtherers fix revengeful eyes.

Danger, the spur of all great minds.

Each natural agent works but to this end,- To render that it works on like itself.

Extremes, though contrary, have the like effects. Extreme heat kills, and so extreme cold: extreme love breeds satiety, and so extreme hatred; and too violent rigor tempts chastity, as does too much license.

Fair words never hurt the tongue.

Flatterers look like friends, as wolves like dogs.

For one heat, all know, doth drive out another, One passion doth expel another still.

Fortune, the great commandress of the world, Hath divers ways to advance her followers: To some she gives honor without deserving; To other some, deserving without honor; Some wit, some wealth,--and some, wit without wealth; Some wealth without wit; some nor wit nor wealth.

Give me a spirit that on this life's rough sea Loves t'have his sails filled with a lusty wind, Even till his sail-yards tremble, his masts crack, And his ship run on her side so low That she drinks water, and her keel plows air.

Ignorance is the mother of admiration.

I pray, what flowers are these? The pansy this, O, that's for lover's thoughts.

I will neither yield to the song of the siren nor the voice of the hyena, the tears of the crocodile nor the howling of the wolf.

Let no man under value the price of a virtuous woman's counsel.

Let no man value at a little price A virtuous woman's counsel; her winged spirit Is feathered often times with heavenly words, And, like her beauty, ravishing and pure.

Let pride go afore, shame will follow after.

Love is Natures second sun.

Man is a torch borne in the wind; a dream But of a shadow, summed with all his substance.

News as wholesome as the morning air.

Perfect happiness, by princes sought, Is not with birth born, nor exchequers bought.

Poetry, unlike oratory, should not aim at clarity... but be dense with meaning, 'something to be chewed and digested'.

Promise is most given when the least is said.

Pure innovation is more gross than error.

So our lives In acts exemplary, not only win Ourselves good names, but doth to others give Matter for virtuous deeds, by which we live.

The best way to accomplish something is to just do it, and then find the courage afterward.

The incompetent quickly throws himself into another impressive enterprise in order to escape his responsibility from previous disaster.

There is a nick in Fortune's restless wheel For each man's good.

Tis immortality to die aspiring, As if a man were taken quick to heaven.

Tis immortality to die aspiring.

Virtue is not malicious; wrong done her Is righted even when men grant they err.

We inherit nothing truly, but what our actions make us worthy of.

Young men think old men are fools, but old men know young men are fools.