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 Copy Share Image
Mind is a kingdom to the man who gathereth his pleasure from ideas. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Every green herb, from the lotus to the darnel, is rich with delicate aids to help incurious man. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
A man too careful of danger liveth in continual torment, But a cheerful expecter of the best hath a fountain of joy… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Humility mainly becometh the converse of man with his Maker. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Hate furroweth the brow; and a man may frown till he hateth. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Labour is good for a man, bracing up his energies to conquest, And without it life is dull, the man perceiving himself… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Confidence is conqueror of men; victorious both over them and in them; The iron will of one stout heart shall make a… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Faith may rise into miracles of might, as some few wise men have shown; faith may sink into credulities of weakness, as… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
The wise man knoweth where to stop, as he runneth in the race of fortune, For experience of old hath taught him,… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Speech is reason's brother, and a kingly prerogative of man. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
A wise man heedeth all things, and in his own eyes is a fool. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Let the misanthrope shun men and abjure; the most are rather lovable than hateful. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Men scanning the surface count the wicked happy; they see not the frightful dreams that crowd a bad man's pillow. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Man liveth from hour to hour, and knoweth not what may happen; Influences circle him on all sides, and yet must he answer for… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Mind is a kingdom to the man who gathereth his pleasure from ideas. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Be understood in thy teaching, and instruct to this measure of capacity; precepts and rules are repulsive to a child, but happy illustration winneth… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
True wisdom, laboring to expound, heareth others readily; False wisdom, sturdy to deny, closeth up her mind to argument. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Power is seldom innocent, and envy is the yokefellow of eminence. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
There is a limit to enjoyment, though the sources of wealth be boundlessAnd the choicest pleasures of life lie within the ring of moderation. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Solitude delighteth well to feed on many thoughts; There as thou sittest peaceful, communing with fancy, The precious poetry of life shall gild its… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love in all he doeth, Love, a brilliant fire, to gladden or consume: The wicked work their woe… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
The seeds of first instructions are dropp'd into the deepest furrows. — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
To-morrow is that lamp upon the marsh, which a traveller never reacheth; To-morrow, the rainbow's cup, coveted prize of ignorance; To-morrow, the shifting anchorage,… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
