And he repents in thorns that sleeps in beds of roses. |
And what's a life? - a weary pilgrimage, Whose glory in one day doth fill the stage With childhood, manhood, and decrepit age |
Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice. |
Be wisely worldly, be not worldly wise |
Beware of him that is slow to anger; for when it is long coming, it is the stronger when it comes, and the longer kept. Abused patience turns to fury. |
Fear nothing but what thy industry may prevent; be confident of nothing but what fortune cannot defeat; it is no less folly to fear what is impossible to be avoided than to be secure when there is a possibility to be deprived. |
Flatter not thyself in thy faith in God if thou hast not charity for thy neighbor. |
Has fortune dealt you some bad cards. Then let wisdom make you a good gamester. |
He that has no cross will have no crown |
He that hath no cross deserves no crown. |
He that hath promised pardon on our repentance hat not promised life till we repent. |
Heaven finds an ear when sinners find a tongue. |
I wish thee as much pleasure in the reading, as I had in the writing. |
If thou desire the love of God and man, be humble, for the proud heart, as it loves none but itself, is beloved of none but itself. Humility enforces where neither virtue, nor strength, nor reason can prevail. |
It is the lot of man but once to die. |