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If I have but enough for myself and family, I am steward only for myself: if I have more, I am but a steward of that abundance for others.
If I have enough for myself and family, I am steward only for myself; if I have more, I am but a steward of that abundance for others.
If you walk on snow you cannot hide your footprints.
In cloths cheap handsomeness, doth bear the bell.
It is a poor sport that is not worth the candle.
Jest not at preacher's language or expression:
How know'st thou but thy sins made him miscarry?
Keep good company, and you shall be of the number.
Least at thine own things laugh.
Let thy mind's sweetness have its operation upon thy body, clothes, and habitation.
Lie not, neither to thyself, nor man, nor God. Let mouth and heart be one; beat and speak together, and make both felt in action. It is for cowards to lie.
Lord! who hath praise enough?
Lose not thyself, nor give thy humors way;
God gave them to thee under lock and key.
Love bade me welcome, but my soul drew back.
Money, thou bane of bliss, and source of woe,
Whence cam'st thou, that thou art so fresh and fine?
I know thy parentage is base and low:
Man found thee poor and dirty in a mine.
None is a fool always, everyone sometimes.
None knows the weight of another's burden.
O day most calm, most bright,
The fruit of this, the next world's bud,
Th' indorsement of supreme delight,
Writ by a friend, and with his blood;
The couch of time, care's balm and bay;
The week were dark, but for thy light;
Thy torch doth show the way.
On Sunday heaven's gates stand open.
One good mother is worth a hundred schoolmasters.
One hour's sleep before midnight is worth three after.
Persons unmask their evilest qualities when they do quarrel.
Play not for gain, but sport. Who plays for more
Than he can lose with pleasure, stakes his heart;
Perhaps his wife's too, and whom she hath bore.
Pursue not a victory too far. He hath conquered well that hath made his enemy fly; thou mayest beat him to a desperate resistance, which may ruin thee.
Quick believers need broad shoulders.
Rise, heart! thy Lord is risen. Sing His praise
Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise
With Him mayst rise--
That as His death condemned thee to dust,
His life may make thee gold; and much more just.
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