Were there no women, men might live like gods. Thomas Dekker More Quotes by Thomas Dekker More Quotes From Thomas Dekker O, what a heaven is love, O, what a hell Thomas Dekker Sleep is the golden chain that ties health and our bodies together. Thomas Dekker To awaken each morning with a smile brightening my face; to greet the day with reverence for the opportunities it contains; to approach my work with a clean mind; to hold ever before me, even in the doing of little things, the ultimate purpose toward which I am working; to meet men and women with laughter on my lips and love in my heart; to be gentle, kind, and courteous through all the hours; to approach the night with weariness that ever woos sleep and the joy that comes from work well done - this is how I desire to waste wisely my days. Thomas Dekker Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise. Thomas Dekker kiss your eyes you A mask of gold hides all deformities. Thomas Dekker hides mask gold This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate. Thomas Dekker true fate hate love This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle; wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it. Thomas Dekker will think science world Sleep is that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together. Thomas Dekker chain golden health together sleep Surely man was not created to be an idle fellow; he was not set in this universal orchard to stand still as a tree. Thomas Dekker stand man idle tree Age is like love, it cannot be hid. Thomas Dekker cannot like age love Honest labor bears a lovely face. Thomas Dekker face lovely labor work This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school. Thomas Dekker fool wisdom age school Arguments, like children, should be like the subject that begets them. Thomas Dekker them like should children The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives. Thomas Dekker husbands wives make We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies. Thomas Dekker angels like dies passion Cast away care, he that loves sorrow Lengthens not a day, nor can buy tomorrow; Money is trash, and he that will spend it, Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it. Thomas Dekker day care money tomorrow
