Thomas Fuller

Thus this brook hath conveyed his ashes into Avon, Avon into
Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they into read more

Thus this brook hath conveyed his ashes into Avon, Avon into
Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they into the main ocean.
And thus the ashes of Wickliffe are the emblem of his doctrine,
which now is dispersed all the world over.

He that is proud of the rustling of his silks, like a madman,
laughs at the ratling of his read more

He that is proud of the rustling of his silks, like a madman,
laughs at the ratling of his fetters. For indeed, Clothes ought
to be our remembrancers of our lost innocency.

Out of mind, when out of view.

Out of mind, when out of view.

Bad excuses are worse than none

Bad excuses are worse than none

Blindness Hatred is blind, as well as love.

Blindness Hatred is blind, as well as love.