George Herbert Quotes

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A woman and a glasse are ever in danger.
[A woman and a glass are ever in danger.]

George Herbert
Reason lies between the spur and the bridle.

George Herbert
For us the winds do blow,
The earth doth rest, heaven move, and fountains flow.
Nothing we see, but means our good,
As our delight or as our treasure:
The whole is either our cupboard of food,
Or cabinet of pleasure.

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The little cannot bee great, unlesse he devoure many.
[The little cannot be great unless he devour many.]

George Herbert
Hee that hath one hogge makes him fat, and hee that hath one son makes him a foole.

George Herbert
By all means use sometimes to be alone.
Salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear.

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When you enter into a house, leave the anger ever at the doore.

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He that is fallen cannot helpe him that is downe.
[He that is fallen cannot help him that is down.]

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It is better to be the head of the lizard than the tail of the lion.

George Herbert
He hath great neede of a foole, that plaies the foole himselfe.

George Herbert
Were it not for the bone in the legge, all the world would turne Carpenters (to make them crutches).

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Man stole the fruit, but I must climb the tree.

George Herbert
Man is one world, and hath
Another to attend him.

George Herbert
Marry your son when you will; your daughter when you can.

George Herbert
The Fox, when hee cannot reach the grapes, saies they are not ripe.

George Herbert
The more women looke in their glasse, the lesse they looke to their house.
[The more women look in their glass, the less they look to their house.]

George Herbert
If we can possibly avoid wrecking this little planet of ours, we will, But-there must be risks! There must be. In experimental work there always are!

George Herbert
Good cable, to enforce and draw, And be thy law, While thou didst wink and wouldst not see.

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I made a posy while the day ran by:
Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie
My life within this band.
But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they
By noon most cunningly did steal away,
And withered in my hand.

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If thou do ill, the joy fades, not the pains. If well, the pain doth fade, the joy remains.

George Herbert