Fetters Quote by Thomas Otway

Love reigns a very tyrant in my heart.

— Thomas Otway

No flattery, boy! an honest man cannot live by it; it is a little, sneaking art, which knaves use to cajole and soften fools…

— Thomas Otway

You wags that judge by rote, and damn by rule.

— Thomas Otway

Who's a prince or beggar in the grave?

— Thomas Otway

The poor sleep little.

— Thomas Otway

O woman! lovely woman! Nature made thee To temper man: we had been brutes without you.

— Thomas Otway

And for an apple damn'd mankind.

— Thomas Otway

Children blessings seem, but torments are.

— Thomas Otway

Let us embrace, and from this very moment vow an eternal misery together.

— Thomas Otway

There is such sweet pain in parting that I could hang forever on thine arms, and look away my life into thine eyes.

— Thomas Otway

If we must part for ever, Give me but one kind word to think upon, And please myself withal, whilst my heart's breaking!

— Thomas Otway

And die with decency.

— Thomas Otway