A drunkard clasp his teeth and not undo 'em, To suffer wet damnation to run through 'em. — Cyril Tourneur Copy Share Image
Most women have small waists the world throughout, But their desires are thousand miles about. — Cyril Tourneur Copy Share Image
Since, by your greatness, you Are nearer heaven in place; be nearer it In goodness: rich men should transcend the poor, As clouds the… — Cyril Tourneur Copy Share Image
Joy is a subtle elf; I think one's happiest when he forgets himself. — Cyril Tourneur Copy Share Image
“Surely we are all mad people, and they Whom we think are, are not;” — Cyril Tourneur Copy Share Image
A drunkard clasp his teeth and not undo 'em, To suffer wet damnation to run through 'em. — Cyril Tourneur Copy Share Image
Joy's a subtle elf, I think man's happiest when he forgets himself. — Cyril Tourneur Copy Share Image
