Quotes by Edward Moore

• 'Tis now the summer of your youth: time has not cropped the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.
• Ay, rail at gaming - 'tis a rich topic, and affords noble declamation. Go, preach against it in the city - you'll find a congregation in every tavern.
• I am rich beyond the dreams of avarice.
• I think when you're blessed with great influences, you need to spread it.
• Time, still as he flies, adds increase to her truth, and gives to her mind what he steals from her youth.