Who hath none to still him, may weepe out his eyes. [Who hath none to still him, may weep out his eyes.] — George Herbert Copy Share Image
When you are an Anvill, hold you still; when you are a hammer, strike your fill. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Be not too presumptuously sure in any business; for things of this world depend on such a train of unseen chances that… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Let thy mind still be bent, still plotting, where, And when, and how thy business may be done. Slackness breeds worms; but… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Who is the honest man? He that doth still and strongly good pursue To God, his neighbor, and himself most true: Whom… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
In the house of a Fidler, all fiddle. [In the house of the fiddler all fiddle.] — George Herbert Copy Share Image
By all means use some time to be alone, salute thyself, see what thy soul doth wear. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Every one is weary, the poore in seeking, the rich in keeping, the good in learning. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
He is a great Necromancer, for he asks counsel counsell of the Dead (i.e. books). — George Herbert Copy Share Image