No man is born unto himself alone; Who lives unto himself, he lives to none. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Even such is man, whose glory lendsHis life a blaze or two, and ends. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Gold is Caesar's treasure, man is God's; thy gold hath Caesar's image, and thou hast God's. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Physicians, of all men, are most happy; whatever good success soever they have, the world proclaimeth; and what faults they commit, the… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
The strong desires of man's insatiate breast may stand possess'd Of all that earth can give; but earth can give no rest. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Every man's vanity ought to be his greatest shame; and every man's folly ought to be his greatest secret. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
How is the anxious soul of man befool'd in his desire, That thinks an hectic fever may be cool'd in flames of… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Charity feeds the poor, so does pride; charity builds an hospital, so does pride. In this they differ: charity gives her glory… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
When ambitious men find an open passage, they are rather busy than dangerous; and if well watched in their proceedings, they will… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Think not thy love to God merits God's love to thee; His acceptance of thy duty crowns His own gifts in thee;… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Prize not thyself by what thou hast, but by what thou art; he that values a jewel by her golden frame, or… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
If thou desire the love of God and man, be humble, for the proud heart, as it loves none but itself, is… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
No man's condition is so base as his; None more accurs'd than he; for man esteems Him hateful, 'cause he seems not… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
In giving of thy alms, inquire not so much into the person, as his necessity. God looks not so much upon the… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
For trash and toys, And grief-engend'ring joys, What torment seems too sharp for flesh and blood; What bitter pills, Compos'd of real… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Lust is an immoderate wantonness of the flesh, a sweet poison, a cruel pestilence; a pernicious poison, which weakeneth the body of… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
It is a most just punishment, that man should lose that freedom, which man could not use, yet had power to keep,… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Gaze not on beauty too much, lest it blast thee; nor too long, lest it blind thee; nor too near, lest it… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
The worldly wisdom of the foolish man Is like a sieve, that does alone retain The grosser substance of the worthless bran:… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Read not books alone, but men, and amongst them chiefly thyself. If thou find anything questionable there, use the commentary of a… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
In the commission of evil, fear no man so much as thyself; another is but one witness against thee, thou art a… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Rather do what is nothing to the purpose than be idle; that the devil may find thee doing. The bird that sits… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
God hath given to mankind a common library, His creatures; to every man a proper book, himself being an abridgment of all… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
The birds of the air die to sustain thee; the beasts of the field die to nourish thee; the fishes of the… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Be neither too early in the fashion, nor too long out of it, nor too precisely in it; what custom hath civilized is become… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
The World's a Printing-House, our words, our thoughts, Our deeds, are characters of several sizes. Each soul is a Compos'tor, of whose faults The… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Luxury is an enticing pleasure, a bastard mirth, which hath honey in her mouth, gall in her heart, and a sting in her tail. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Deliberate long before thou consecrate a friend, and when thy impartial justice concludes him worthy of thy bosom, receive him joyfully, and entertain him… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
What treasures here do Mammon's sons behold! Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Meditation is the life of the soul: Action, the soul of meditation; and honor the reward of action. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
The world is deceitful; her end is doubtful, her conclusion is horrible, her judge terrible, and her judgment is intolerable. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
I wish thee as much pleasure in the reading, as I had in the writing. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
The suburbs of folly is vain mirth, and profuseness of laughter is the city of fools. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
The fountain of beauty is the heart and every generous thought illustrates the walls of your chamber. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
The strong desires of man's insatiate breast may stand possess'd Of all that earth can give; but earth can give no rest. — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
