William Penn

Justice is the insurance which we have on our lives and property. Obedience is the premium which we pay for it.

Be humble. It becomes a creature, a depending and borrowed being, that lives not of itself, but breathes in another’s air with another’s breath, and is accountable for every moment of time and can call nothing its own, but is absolutely a tenant at will of the great Lord of heaven and earth.

For we put the power in the people.

Did we believe a final Reckoning and Judgment; or did we think enough of what we do believe, we would allow more Love in Religion than we do; since Religion it self is nothing else but Love to God and Man. He that lives in Love lives in God, says the Beloved Disciple: And to be sure a Man can live no where better. It is most reasonable Men should value that Benefit, which is most durable. Now Tongues shall cease, and Prophecy fail, and Faith shall be consummated in Sight, and Hope in Enjoyment; but Love remains.

For death is no more than turning us over from time to eternity.

Eat therefore to live, and do not live to eat.

A man makes inferiors his superiors by heat; self-control is the rule.

There are no grades of vanity, there are only grades of ability in concealing it.

Rummaging in our souls, we often dig up something that ought to have lain there unnoticed.

Writers are the engineers of human souls.

Every man has his own vocation, talent is the call.

If we attend continually and promptly to the little that we can do, we shall ere long be surprised to find how little remains that we cannot do.

Life will not bear refinement. You must do as other people do.

There are few virtues that the Poles do not possess and there are few errors they have ever avoided.

Always acknowledge a fault. This will throw those in authority off their guard and give you an opportunity to commit more.

It is wonderful when a calculation is made, how little the mind is actually employed in the discharge of any profession.

Rome – the city of visible history, where the past of a whole hemisphere seems moving in funeral procession with strange ancestral images and trophies gathered from afar.

It is better to walk alone, then with a crowd going in the wrong direction.

Every old poem is sacred.

Any 20 year-old who isn’t a liberal doesn’t have a heart, and any 40 year-old who isn’t a conservative doesn’t have a brain.

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