Thomas Browne Quotes - Page 2

By compassion we make others' misery our own, and so, by relieving them, we relieve ourselves also.

We all labour against our own cure, for death is the cure of all diseases.

For the world, I count it not an inn, but a hospital; and a place not to live, but to die in.

Sleep is death's younger brother, and so like him, that I never dare trust him without my prayers.

I could never divide myself from any man upon the difference of an opinion, or be angry with his judgment for not agreeing with me in that from which perhaps within a few days I should dissent myself.

Every Country hath its Machiavel.

Death hath a thousand doors to let out life. I shall find one.

Thus there are two books from whence I collect my Divinity; besides that written one of God, another of his servant Nature, that universal and public Manuscript, that lies expans'd unto the eyes of all; those that never saw him in the one, have discovered him in the other.

Age doth not rectify, but incurvate our natures, turning bad dispositions into worser habits.

There are wonders in true affection. It is a body of enigmas, mysteries, and riddles, wherein two so become one, as they both become two.

Light that makes things seen, makes some things invisible.

All things began in Order, so shall they end, and so shall they begin again, according to the Ordainer of Order, and the mystical mathematicks of the City of Heaven.

How shall we expect charity towards others, when we are uncharitable to ourselves?

There is another man within me that's angry with me.

Men live by intervals of reason under the sovereignty of humor and passion.

Natura nihil agit frustra [Nature does nothing in vain] is the only indisputible axiom in philosophy. There are no grotesques in nature; not any thing framed to fill up empty cantons, and unncecessary spaces.

For God is like a skilfull Geometrician.

The heart of man is the place the devil dwells in; I feel sometimes a hell within myself.

The vices we scoff at in others laugh at us within ourselves.

(Death is) A leap into the dark.

As reason is a rebel to faith, so passion is a rebel to reason.

All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.

Charity But how shall we expect charity towards others, when we are uncharitable to ourselves? Charity begins at home, is the voice of the world; yet is every man his greatest enemy, and, as it were, his own executioner.

No one should approach the temple of science with the soul of a money changer.

To believe only possibilities is not faith, but mere Philosophy.