To a close-shorn sheep God gives wind by measure.
The lion is not so fierce as they paint him.
Help thyself, and God will help thee.
Words are women, deeds are men.
The mouse that hath but one hole is quickly taken.
A dwarf on a giant's shoulders sees farther of the two.
A Dwarfe on a Gyants shoulder sees further of the two. [A dwarf on a giant's shoulder sees farther of the two.]
Skill and confidence are an unconquered army.
For all may have, If they dare to try, a glorious life, or grave.
Be calm in arguing; for fierceness makes Error a fault, and truth discourtesy.
Bees work for man, and yet they never bruise Their Master's flower, but leave it having done, As fair as ever and as fit to use; So both the flower doth stay and honey run.
Bells call others, but themselves enter not into the Church.
A feather in hand is better then a bird in the ayre. [A feather in hand is better than a bird in the air.]
Without change, something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.
A cherefull looke makes a dish a feast. [A cheerful look makes a dish a feast.]
Who did leave His Father's throne, To assume thy flesh and bone? Had He life, or had He none? If he had not liv'd for thee, Thou hadst died most wretchedly And two deaths had been thy fee.
Thou hast conquered, O Galilaean. [Lat., Vicisti, Galloloae.]
No sooner is a Temple built to God but the Devill builds a Chappell hard by. [No sooner is a Temple built to God but the Devil builds a chapel hard by.]
When once thy foot enters the church, be bare. God is more there than thou: for thou art there Only by his permission. Then beware, That leads from earth to heaven.
He who cannot forgive breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass.
Comparisons are odious.
A lean compromise is better than a fat lawsuit.
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. - Dune, "Litany Against Fear", 1965.
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; For thou must die.
Speak not of my debts unless you mean to pay them.