Maxioms by Sir Thomas Browne
A wise man is out of the reach of fortune.
A wise man is out of the reach of fortune.
Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes and pompous in the
grave.
Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes and pompous in the
grave.
Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his read more
Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection
of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there
were yet a chaos. Nature hath made one world, and art another.
In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the art of
God.
I have loved my friends as I do virtue, my soul, my God.
I have loved my friends as I do virtue, my soul, my God.
To extend our memories by monuments, whose death we daily pray
for, and whose duration we cannot hope, without read more
To extend our memories by monuments, whose death we daily pray
for, and whose duration we cannot hope, without injury to our
expectations in the advent of the last day, were a contradiction
to our belief.