Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden quotes

“My lusts they do me leave, My fancies all be fled, And tract of time begins to weave Grey hairs upon my head.”
-- Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden

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“For age with stealing steps Hath clawed me with his crutch”
-- Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden

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“The wrinkles in my brow, The furrows in my face, Say, limping age will lodge him now Where youth must give him place.”
-- Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden

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“My hand and pen are not in plight, As they have been of yore.”
-- Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden

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“As ye of clay were cast by kind, So shall ye waste to dust.”
-- Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden

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“I loathe that I did love, In youth that I thought sweet”
-- Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden

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“All love affairs end. Eventually the girl is gonna put curlers in her hair.”

“A comedy is just a tragedy interrupted, I once said. Do you finish with the kiss or when she opens her eyes to tell him she loves him and sees blonde hairs on his collar?”

Source : "A Crash Course In Playwriting". research.alanayckbourn.net. 1993.

“I love to see old women. I love wrinkles. I love gray hair.”

“He seemed so certain about everything, didn't he? And yet none of his certainties was worth one hair of a woman's head. He wasn't even sure he was alive, because he was living like a dead man.”

“I can imagine myself on my death-bed, spent utterly with lust to touch the next world, like a boy asking for his first kiss from a woman.”

“Still when the lust of tyrant power succeeds, some Athens perishes, or some Tully bleeds.”

“Love is more cruel than lust.”

“There are few things more wearisome in a fairly fatiguing life than the monotonous repetition of a phrase which catches and holds the public fancy by virtue of its total lack of significance.”

Source : Agnes Repplier (1898). “Varia”

“Imagination in poetry, as distinguished from mere fancy is the transfiguring of the real or actual to the ideal.”

Source : "The Bridling of Pegasus: Prose Papers on Poetry". Book by Alfred Austin, 1910.

“We are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all.”