All Quotes

"[ Silke doth quench the fire in the kitchin. ]"

"[ The war is not don so long as my enemy lives. ]"

"[ Hee that makes himself a sheep shall be eat by the wolfe. ]"

"[ An old dog barks not in vain. ]"

"[ Cruelty is more cruell if we defer the pain. ]"

"[ What one day gives us another takes away from us. ]"

"[ A scab'd horse cannot abide the comb. ]"

"[ The wolfe eats oft of the sheep that have been warn'd. ]"

"[ When war begins then hell openeth. ]"

"[ There is a remedy for everything, could men find it. ]"

"[ There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could he find it. ]"

"[ Woe be to him that reads but one book. ]"

"[ The love of money and the love of learning rarely meet. ]"

"[ Some had rather lose their friend then their jest. ]"

"[ Much money makes a countrey poor, for it sets a dearer price on every thing. ]"

"[ Your thoughts close and your countenance loose. ]"

"[ Whatever is made by the hand of man, by the hand of man may be overturned. ]"

"[ Old men go to death; death comes to young men. ]"

"His bark is worse than his bite."

"After death the doctor."

"No sooner is a temple built to God, but the Devil builds a chapel hard by."

"It is a poor sport that is not worth the candle."

"To a close-shorn sheep God gives wind by measure."

"The lion is not so fierce as they paint him."

"The mouse that hath but one hole is quickly taken."

"A dwarf on a giant's shoulders sees farther of the two."

"I must confess, after all that, next to Scripture Poems, there are none so savoury to me, as Mr. George Herbert’s, and Mr. George Sandys’s. I know that Cooly and others far excel Herbert in Wit and accurate composure. But (as Seneca takes with me above all his Contemporaries, because he speaketh Things by words, feelingly and seriously, like a man that is past jest, so) Herbert speaks to God like one that really believeth a God, and where business in the world is most with God. Heart-work and Heaven-work make up his Books."

"The first, that with any effectual success attempted a diversion of this foul and overflowing stream, was the blessed man, Mr. George Herbert, whose holy life and verse gained many pious converts, of whom I am the least; and gave the first check to a most flourishing and admired wit of his time."

"George Herbert, who was the Author of the Temple or Sacred Poems and Ejaculations. (A Book, in which by declaring his own spiritual Conflicts he hath Comforted and raised many a dejected and discomposed Soul, and charmed them into sweet and quiet thoughts: A Book, by the frequent reading whereof, and the assistance of that Spirit that seemed to inspire the Author, the Reader may attain habits of Peace and Piety, and all the gifts of the Holy Ghost and Heaven: and may by still reading, still keep those sacred fires burning upon the Altar of so pure an heart, as shall free it from the anxieties of this world, and keep it fixt upon things that are above)."

"Thus he liv'd, and thus he dy'd like a Saint, unspotted of the World, full of Alms-deeds, full of Humility, and all the examples of vertuous life."

"The Grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou 'rt named: Nature, appall'd, Shakes off her wonted firmness."

"The Schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand, Whistling aloud to bear his courage up."

"Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul! Sweetener of life! and solder of society!"

"Of joys departed, Not to return, how painful the remembrance!"

"But if there be an hereafter, And that there is, conscience, uninfluenc'd And suffer'd to speak out, tells every man, Then must it be an awful thing to die; More horrid yet to die by one's own hand."

"Our time is fixed, and all our days are number'd; How long, how short, we know not:—this we know, Duty requires we calmly wait the summons, Nor dare to stir till Heaven shall give permission."

"The cup goes round: And who so artful as to put it by! 'T is long since Death had the majority."

"The good he scorn'd Stalk'd off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost, Not to return; or if it did, in visits Like those of angels, short and far between."

"The common damn'd shun their society."

"Do not be daring in your speech, but lazy and negligent in works."

"There are many ways of seeing the world. You can hang upside down from a meteor, volunteer to be the fourth stage of a three-stage rocket, or simply get in a balloon and keep going. But if it's sheer, unadulterated discomfort you're looking for, just stay on land."

"I wish them a long and happy life. If it's as long as their wedding, I'm sure they'll be fine."

"The use of the word "just" by an Australian means that whatever it is you have to do, it will not be easy, as in "Just pull that sword out of the stone" or "Just split that atom.""

"One of the difficult things of so much travelling is to say goodbye."

"Contrary to what the politicians and religious leaders would like us to believe, the world won't be made safer by creating barriers between people. Cries of “They’re evil, let’s get ‘em” or “The infidels must die” sound frightening, but they're desperately empty of argument and understanding. They're the rallying cries of prejudice, the call to arms of those who find it easier to hate than admit they might be not be right about everything. Armageddon is not around the corner. This is only what the people of violence want us to believe. The complexity and diversity of the world is the hope for the future."

"Tomkinson: What are these? Mother: Shoe trees, dear..."

"It's not a model if it's full-size. It's a ice-breaker!"

"I've got a false lip."

"Nuns with banners!"

"Men do not know how to appreciate or measure luck except that of others. Their own never."