Martin Farquhar Tupper

It is sure to be dark if you shut your eyes.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

The pen has shaken nations.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Extravagance is the rich man's pitfall.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Hope and be happy that all's for the best!

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

The most wretched have yet hope.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Error is a hardy plant; it flourishes in every soil.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Economy, the poor man's mint.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

If thou wilt think evil of thy neighbour, soon shalt thou have him for thy foe.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

A spark is a little thing, yet it may kindle the world.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

It is the cringer to his equal that is chiefly seen bold to his God.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Nature is the chart of God, mapping out all His attributes.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Deceit and treachery skulk with hatred, but an honest spirit flieth with anger.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Reason refuseth its homage to a God who can be fully understood.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Clamorous pauperism feastest While honest Labor, pining, hideth his sharp ribs.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

The mines of knowledge are often laid bare by the hazel-wand of chance.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Ridicule is a weak weapon when pointed at a strong mind; but common people are cowards and dread an empty laugh.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

True wisdom, laboring to expound, heareth others readily; False wisdom, sturdy to deny, closeth up her mind to argument.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Law hath dominion over all things, over universal mind and matter; For there are reciprocities of rights, which no creature can gainsay.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Men scanning the surface count the wicked happy; they see not the frightful dreams that crowd a bad man's pillow.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Rashly, nor ofttimes truly, doth man pass judgment on his brother; for he seeth not the springs of the heart, nor heareth…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Contend not in wisdom with a fool, for thy sense maketh much of his conceit; And some errors never would have thriven,…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

A letter, timely writ, is a rivet to the chain of affection; And a letter, untimely delayed, is as rust to the…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

A man looketh on his little one as a being of better hope; in himself ambition is dead, but it bath a…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Solitude delighteth well to feed on many thoughts; There as thou sittest peaceful, communing with fancy, The precious poetry of life shall…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

If the mind is wearied by study, or the body worn with sickness, It is well to lie fallow for a while,…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Praise a fool, and slay him; for the canvas of his vanity is spread; His bark is shallow in the water, and…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Thou hast seen many sorrows, travel-stained pilgrim of the world, But that which hath vexed thee most, hath been the looking for…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

A spark is a molecule of matter, yet may it kindle the world; vast is the mighty ocean, but drops have made…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Man liveth from hour to hour, and knoweth not what may happen; Influences circle him on all sides, and yet must he…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love in all he doeth, Love, a brilliant fire, to gladden or consume: The wicked work…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

He that is ambitious for his son, should give him untried names, For those have serv'd other men, haply may injure by…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Love is the weapon which Omnipotence reserved to conquer rebel man when all the rest had failed. Reason he parries; fear he…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

There is not unmitigated ill in the sharpest of this world's sorrows; I touch not the sore of thy guilt; but of…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Love--what a volume in a word, an ocean in a tear, A seventh heaven in a glance, a whirlwind in a sigh,…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Hatred is the atmosphere of hell.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

It is well to lie fallow for a while.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

He who does not tire, tires adversity.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Love with life is heaven; and life, unloving, hell.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

Love, a brilliant fire, to gladden or consume.

— Martin Farquhar Tupper