Thomas Fuller ( 10 of 107 )
Vows made in storms are forgotten in calm.
Vows made in storms are forgotten in calm.
Let him who expects one class of society to prosper in the highest degree, while the other is in distress, read more
Let him who expects one class of society to prosper in the highest degree, while the other is in distress, try whether one side ;of the face can smile while the other is pinched.
Yet spirit immortal, the tomb cannot bind thee,
But like thine own eagle that soars to the sun
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Yet spirit immortal, the tomb cannot bind thee,
But like thine own eagle that soars to the sun
Thou springest from bondage and leavest behind thee
A name which before thee no mortal hath won.
A blind man will not thank you for a looking-glass.
A blind man will not thank you for a looking-glass.
It is a vanity to persuade the world one hath much learning, by
getting a great library.
It is a vanity to persuade the world one hath much learning, by
getting a great library.
Their heads sometimes so little that there is no room for wit;
sometimes so long, that there is no read more
Their heads sometimes so little that there is no room for wit;
sometimes so long, that there is no wit for so much room.
Though bachelors be the strongest stakes, married men are the best binders, in the hedge of the commonwealth.
Though bachelors be the strongest stakes, married men are the best binders, in the hedge of the commonwealth.
A man's best fortune, or his worst, is his wife
A man's best fortune, or his worst, is his wife
Consider what two petitions Christ couples together in His prayer: when my body, which every day is hungry, can live read more
Consider what two petitions Christ couples together in His prayer: when my body, which every day is hungry, can live without God's giving it daily bread, then and no sooner shall I believe that my soul, which daily sinneth, can spiritually live without God's forgiving it its trespasses.
Tombs are the clothes of the dead. A grave is but a plain suit,
and a rich monument is read more
Tombs are the clothes of the dead. A grave is but a plain suit,
and a rich monument is one embroidered.
