Because the soul has such deep roots in personal and social life and its values run so contrary to modern concerns, caring for the soul may well turn out to be a radical act, a challenge to accepted norms.
THOMAS MOREYou wouldn’t abandon ship in a storm just because you couldn’t control the winds.
More Thomas More Quotes
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As for rosemary, I let it run all over my garden walls, not only because my bees love it but because it is the herb sacred to remembrance and to friendship, whence a sprig of it hath a dumb language.
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To gold and silver nature hath given no use that we may not well lack.
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No more like together than is chalke to coles.
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They wonder much to hear that gold, which in itself is so useless a thing, should be everywhere so much esteemed, that even men for whom it was made, and by whom it has its value, should yet be thought of less value than it is.
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Take something from yourself, to give to another, that is humane and gentle and never takes away as much comfort as it brings again.
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Nobody owns anything but everyone is rich – for what greater wealth can there be than cheerfulness, peace of mind, and freedom from anxiety?
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For men use, if they have an evil turn, to write it in marble; and whoso doth us a good turn we write it in dust.
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Laws could be passed to keep the leader of a government from getting too much power.
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Friendship demands attention.
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It is a wise mans part, rather to avoid sickness, than to wish for medicines.
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They set great store by their gardens . . . Their studie and deligence herein commeth not only of pleasure, but also of a certain strife and contention . . . concerning the trimming, husbanding, and furnishing of their gardens; everye man or his owne parte.
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An absolutely new idea is one of the rarest things known to man.
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To love God, which was a thing far excelling all the cunning that is possible for us in this life to obtain.
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Rose! Thou art the sweetest flower that ever drank the amber shower: Even the Gods, who walk the sky, are amourous of thy scented sigh.
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A good tale evil told were better untold, and an evil take well told need none other solicitor.
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