Ambition is a lust that is never quenched, but grows more inflamed and madder by enjoyment.
Thomas Otway

Clocks will go as they are set, but man, irregular man, is never constant, never certain.
Thomas Otway

Honest men are the soft easy cushions on which knaves repose and fatten.
Thomas Otway

Justice is lame as well as blind, amongst us.
Thomas Otway

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

No praying, it spoils business.
Thomas Otway

Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labour to overcome the cloud that loads 'em.
Thomas Otway