Thomas Kyd Quotes

For what’s a play without a woman in it ?

Thus must we toil in other men’s extremes, That know not how to remedy our own.

I’ll trust myself, myself shall be my friend.

Where words prevail not, violence prevails; But gold doth more than either of them both.

In time the savage bull sustains the yoke; In time all haggard hawks will stoop to lure; In time small wedges cleave the hardest oak, In time the flint is pierced with softest shower, And she in time will fall from her disdain, And rue the sufferance of your friendly pain.