Till you can sing and rejoice and delight in God, as misers do in gold, and kings in sceptres, you never enjoy… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
Why is this soe long detaind in a dark manuscript, that if printed would be a Light to the World, & a… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
Love is the true means by which the world is enjoyed: our love to others, and others love to us. — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
Certainly Adam in Paradise had not more sweet and curious apprehensions of the world, than I when I was a child. — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
Is it not strange, that an infant should be heir of the whole world, and see those mysteries which the books of… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
You never enjoy the world aright, till the sea itself floweth in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens and… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
The world is a mirror of infinite beauty, yet no man sees it. It is a Temple of Majesty, yet no man… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
A little grit in the eye destroyeth the sight of the very heavens, and a little malice or envy a world of… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
To think the world therefore a general Bedlam, or place of madmen, and oneself a physician, is the most necessary point of… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
By this you may see who are the rude and barbarous Indians: For verily there is no savage nation under the cope… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
Is it not easy to conceive the World in your Mind? To think the Heavens fair? The Sun Glorious? The Earth fruitful?… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
Your enjoyment of the world is never right, till every morning you awake in Heaven: see yourself in your Father's palace; and… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
It is of the nobility of man's soul that he is insatiable: for he hath a benefactor so prone to give, that… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
You never enjoy the world aright, till the Sea itself flowers in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens, and… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
“You never enjoy the world aright, till the Sea itself floweth in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens, and… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
A stranger here Strange things doth meet, strange glories see; Strange treasures lodged in this fair world appear, Strange all, and new… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
This visible world is wonderfully to be delighted in, and highly to be esteemed, because it is the theatre of God's righteous… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
The Soul is shriveled up and buried in a grave that does not love. — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
To love one person with a private love is poor and miserable: to love all is glorious. — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
Sleep is cousin-german unto death: Sleep and death differ, no more, than a carcass And a skeleton. — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
The sense itself was I. I felt no dross or matter in my soul, no brims or borders, such as in a bowl we… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
I will not by the noise of bloody wars and the dethroning of kings advance you to glory: but by the gentle ways of… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
You never enjoy the world aright, till the Sea itself flowers in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens, and crowned with… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
Let those parents that desire Holy Children learn to make them possessors of Heaven and Earth betimes; to remove silly objects from before them,… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
“Love can forbear, and Love can forgive...but Love can never be reconciled to an unlovely object... He can never therefore be reconciled to your… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
You never enjoy the world aright, till the sea itself floweth in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens and crowned with… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
