Maxioms by Thomas Fuller
Better lose a jest than a friend
Better lose a jest than a friend
Don't let your will roar when your power only whispers.
Don't let your will roar when your power only whispers.
Lord, before I commit a sin, it seems to me so shallow that I may wade through it dry-shod from read more
Lord, before I commit a sin, it seems to me so shallow that I may wade through it dry-shod from any guiltiness; but when I have committed it, it often seems so deep that I cannot escape without drowning.
The pyramids themselves, doting with age, have forgotten the
names of their founders.
The pyramids themselves, doting with age, have forgotten the
names of their founders.
He that falls into sin is a man; that grieves at it, is a saint; that boasteth of it, is read more
He that falls into sin is a man; that grieves at it, is a saint; that boasteth of it, is a devil.
