Thomas Browne Quotes

All the wonders you seek are within yourself.

Think before you act; think twice before you speak.

Think it more satisfactory to live richly than die rich.

We carry within us the wonders we seek without us.

The religion of one seems madness unto another.

To ruminate upon evils, to make critical notes upon injuries, and be too acute in their apprehensions, is to add unto our own tortures, to feather the arrows of our enemies, to lash ourselves with the scorpions of our foes, and to resolve to sleep no more.

Rough diamonds may sometimes be mistaken for worthless pebbles.

Light is but the shadow of God.

Be able to be alone. Lose not the advantage of solitude.

The created World is but a small Parenthesis in Eternity.

I am the happiest man alive. I have that in me that can convert poverty to riches, adversity to prosperity, and I am more invulnerable than Archilles; Fortune hath not one place to hit me.

Let age, not envy, draw wrinkles on thy cheeks.

There is something in us that can be without us, and will be after us, though indeed it hath no history of what it was before us, and cannot tell how it entered into us.

Life is a pure flame and we live by an invisible sun within us.

Light is the shadow of God.

Think not thy time short in this world, since the world itself is not long. The created world is but a small parenthesis in eternity, and a short interposition, for a time, between such a state of duration as was before it and may be after it.

No man can justly censure or condemn another, because indeed no man truly knows another.

Where life is more terrible than death, it is then the truest valor to dare to live.

But man is a Noble Animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave, solemnizing Nativities and Deaths with equal lustre, nor omitting Ceremonies of Bravery, in the infamy of his nature. Life is a pure flame, and we live by an invisible Sun within us.

To me avarice seems not so much a vice as a deplorable piece of madness.

Whosoever enjoys not this life, I count him but an apparition, though he wear about him the sensible affections of flesh. In these moral acceptions, the way to be immortal is to die daily.

The severe schools shall never laugh me out of the philosophy of Hermes, that this visible world is but a picture of the invisible, wherein as in a portrait, things are not truly, but in equivocal shapes, and as they counterfeit some real substance in that invisible fabric.

We do but learn to-day what our better advanced judgements will unteach us tomorrow.

The long habit of living indisposeth us for dying.

Where I cannot satisfy my reason, I love to humour my fancy.