Maxioms by Sir Thomas Browne
Since the Brother of Death daily haunts us with dying mementoes.
Since the Brother of Death daily haunts us with dying mementoes.
Feast of Matthew, Apostle & Evangelist Continuing a series on God and the human condition: If we are read more
Feast of Matthew, Apostle & Evangelist Continuing a series on God and the human condition: If we are directed only by our particular natures, and regulate our inclinations by no higher rule than that of our reasons, we are but moralists; divinity will still call us heathens. Therefore this great work of charity must have other motives, ends, and impulsions. I give no alms to satisfy the hunger of my brother, but to fulfil and accomplish the will and command of my God; I draw not my purse for his sake that demands it, but his that enjoined it; I relieve no man upon the rhetoric of his miseries, nor to content mine own commiserating disposition, for this is still but moral charity, and an act that oweth more to passion than reason.
When we desire to confine our words, we commonly say they are
spoken under the rose.
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When we desire to confine our words, we commonly say they are
spoken under the rose.
- Sir Thomas Browne,
Continuing a short series on topics of Christian apologetics: I desire to exercise my faith in the most difficult read more
Continuing a short series on topics of Christian apologetics: I desire to exercise my faith in the most difficult point, for to credit ordinary and visible objects is not faith, but persuasion. Some believe the better for seeing Christ's Sepulchre, and when they have seen the Red Sea, doubt not the miracle. Now contrarily I bless myself, and am thankful that I lived not in the days of miracles, that I never saw Christ nor His Disciples; I would not have been one of those Israelites that passed the Red Sea, nor one of Christ's patients, on whom He wrought His wonders; then had my faith been thrust upon me, nor should I enjoy that greater blessing pronounced to all that believe and saw not.
There are mystically in our faces certain characters which carry in them the motto of our souls, wherin he that read more
There are mystically in our faces certain characters which carry in them the motto of our souls, wherin he that cannot read A, B, C may read our natures.