Thomas Fuller (writer) (1654 – 1734)
English physician, writer and adage collector.
To hit the Nail on the Head.
Never defame or accuse any, except thou beest sure and certain of the Fact, and canst speak home to the Purpose : for undoubtful Accusations leave a Stain behind them ; and after prove indelible Injuries to the party accused.
All Work, and no Play,
Makes Jack a dull boy.
Nothing is ill, that ends well.
Argument seldom convinces any one contrary to his Inclinations.
Custom without Reason, is but an ancient Error.
To what Purpose shouldest thou seek great Things for thyself in the World? or having obtained them, prize them at any considerable Rate? or value thyself upon them? seeing thou knowest not, but this Night thy Soul may be required of thee, when thou shalt be divested of them all. 'Twould be as vain and unreasonable, as for a Traveler, that is to stay at his Inn but for a night, to take great Thought and Pains about furnishing and adorning his Chamber, which the next Morning he must leave to the next Comer.
Rome was not built in a Day.
All Men think their Enemies ill Men.
It is as natural to die, as to be born.
Leave no Dirt, you’ll find no Dirt.
Be as you would seem to be.
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Happy’s the wooing,
That’s not long a doing.
Give him but Rope enough, and he'll hang himself.
He that would please all, and himself too,
Undertakes what none could ever do.
It is my own Fault, if I am deceived by the same Man twice.
Time and Tide tarry for no Man.
As Virtue is its own Reward, so Vice is its own Punishment.