1,357 Quotes by George Herbert

Though God take the sunne out of the Heaven, yet we must have patience.

He who cannot forgive breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass.

Sorrow was all my soul; I scarce believed, Till grief did tell me roundly, that I lived.

He hath no leisure who useth it not.

The Fox knowes much, but more he that catcheth him.

Frenzy, Heresie, and Jealovsie, seldome cured.

Armour is light at table.

A good Judge conceives quickly, judges slowly.

Presents of love fear not to be ill taken of strangers.