Idleness is an appendix to nobility.
Robert Burton (1577 - 1640)
Source: Anatomy of Melancholy
Contributed by: Zaady
For "ignorance is the mother of devotion," as all the world knows.
We can say nothing but what hath been said. Our poets steal from Homer. . . . Our story-dressers do as much; he that comes last is commonly best.
I light my candle from their torches.
No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with a single thread.
One was never married, and that's his hell; another is, and that's his plague.
Marriage and hanging go by destiny; matches are made in heaven.
Isocrates adviseth Demonicus, when he came to a strange city, to worship by all means the gods of the place.
Every man hath a good and a bad angel attending on him in particular, all his life long.
Seneca thinks the gods are well pleased when they see great men contending with adversity.
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