Maxioms by Thomas Fuller
The devil lies brooding in the miser's chest.
The devil lies brooding in the miser's chest.
Lord, often have I thought to myself, I will sin but this one sin more, and then I will repent read more
Lord, often have I thought to myself, I will sin but this one sin more, and then I will repent of it, and of all the rest of my sins together. So foolish was I, and ignorant. As if I should be more able to pay my debts when I owe more: or as if I should say, I will wound my friend once again, and then I will lovingly shake hands with him -- but what if my friend will not shake hands with me?
Learning makes a good man better and an ill man worse.
Learning makes a good man better and an ill man worse.
Pride calls me to the window, gluttony to the table, wantonness to the bed, laziness to the chimney-corner; ambition commands read more
Pride calls me to the window, gluttony to the table, wantonness to the bed, laziness to the chimney-corner; ambition commands me to go upstairs, and covetousness to come down. Vices, I see, are as well contrary to themselves as to virtue. Free me, Lord, from this distracted case; fetch me from being sin's servant to be Thine, whose "service is perfect freedom," for Thou art but one, and ever the same.
Don't let your will roar when your power only whispers.
Don't let your will roar when your power only whispers.