He that goeth farre hath many encounters.
GEORGE HERBERTWho shuts his hand has lost his gold, Who opens it hath it twice told.
More George Herbert Quotes
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It is very hard to shave an egge. [It is very hard to shave an egg.]
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He that hath children, all his morsels are not his owne.
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Deceive not thy physician, confessor, nor lawyer.
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The tongue is not steele, yet it cuts. [The tongue is not steel yet it cuts.]
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He that hath one foot in the straw, hath another in the spittle.
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A child correct behind and not before.
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Whether goest, griefe? where I am wont.
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The cholerick man never wants woe.
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Trust not one night’s ice.
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The Mr. absent, and the house dead.
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Thou that hast given so much to me give me one thing more, a grateful heart: not thankful when it pleaseth me, as if Thy blessings had spare days, but such a heart whose pulse may be Thy praise.
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Hee that burnes his house warmes himselfe for once.
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Man is one world, and hath / Another to attend him.
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In solitude, be a multitude to thyself. Tibullus by all means use sometimes to be alone.
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Good workemen are seldome rich.
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Being on sea saile, being on land settle. [Being on sea, sail; being on land, settle.]
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Skill and confidence are an unconquered army.
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God heales, and the Physitian hath the thankes.
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He that gains well and spends well needs no count book.
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A lean compromise is better than a fat lawsuit.
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Where there is peace, God is.
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France is a meddow that cuts thrice a yeere.
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No profit to honour, no honour to Religion.
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Hee that is in a towne in May loseth his spring.
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Religion a stalking horse to shoot other foul.
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If folly were griefe every house would weepe. [If folly were grief, every house would weep.]
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