George Savile (1633 – 1695)
English statesman, writer, and politician.
Nothing hath an uglier Look to us than Reason, when it is not of our side.
A Man who is Master of Patience, is Master of everything else.
Malice is of a low Stature, but it hath very long Arms. It often reacheth into the next World, Death itself is not a Bar to it.
MISPENDING a Man's time is a kind of self-homicide, it is making Life to be of no use.
The vanity of teaching often tempteth a Man to forget he is a Blockhead.
A Princely Mind will undo a private Family.
They who are of opinion that Money will do every thing, may very well be suspected to do every thing for Money.
When by habit a man cometh to have a bargaining soul, its wings are cut, so that it can never soar. It bindeth reason an apprentice to gain, and instead of a director, maketh it a drudge.
The best Party is but a kind of Conspiracy against the rest of the Nation. They put every body else out of their Protection. Like the Jews to the Gentiles, all others are the Offscowrings of the World.
He that leaveth nothing to chance will do few things ill, but he will do very few things.
Nothing would more contribute to make a Man wise, than to have always an Enemy in his view.
A very great Memory often forgetteth how much Time is lost by repeating things of no Use.
The Triumph of Wit is to make your good Nature subdue your Censure; to be quick in seeing Faults, and slow in exposing them. You are to consider, that the invisible thing called a Good Name, is made up of the Breath of Numbers that speak well of you; so that if by a disobliging Word you silence the meanest, the Gale will be less strong which is to bear up your Esteem.
Malice is of a low Stature, but it hath very long Arms.
Men who borrow their Opinions can never repay their Debts. They are Beggars by Nature, and can therefore never get a Stock to grow rich upon.
Men are so unwilling to displease a Prince, that it is as dangerous to inform him right, as to serve him wrong.
Love is a Passion that hath Friends in the Garrison.
A Little Learning misleadeth, and a great deal often stupifieth the Understanding.
Malice, like Lust, when it is at the Height, doth not know Shame.
Remember that Children and Fools want every thing because they want Wit to distinguish: and therefore there is no stronger Evidence of a Crazy Understanding, than the making too large a Catalogue of things necessary, when in truth there are so very few things that have a right to be placed in it.