No labor is hard, no time is long, wherein the glory of eternity is the mark we level at. — Francis Quarles
He that hath promised pardon on our repentance hat not promised life till we repent. — Francis Quarles
Sweet tastes have sour closes; and he repents on thorns that sleeps in beds of roses. — Francis Quarles
Scandal breeds hatred; hatred begets division; division makes faction, and faction brings — Francis Quarles
If thy daughter marry well, thou hast found a son; if not, thou hast lost a daughter. — Francis Quarles
Make thy recreation servant to thy business, lest thou become a slave to thy recreation. — Francis Quarles
The voice of humility is God’s music, and the silence of humility is God’s rhetoric. — Francis Quarles
Lust is a sharp spur to vice, which always putteth the affections into a false gallop. — Francis Quarles
The way to bliss lies not on beds of down, And he that had no cross deserves no crown. — Francis Quarles
Socrates called beauty a short-lived tyranny; Plato, a privilege of nature; Theophrastus, — Francis Quarles
