Marriage is the grave or tomb of wit.

For Pleasure, Delight, Peace and Felicity live in method and temperance.

In such misfortunes my Mother was of an heroic spirit, in suffering patiently when there was no remedy, and being industrious where she thought she could help.

But if our sex would but well consider and rationally ponder, they will perceive and find that it is neither words nor place that can advance them, but worth and merit.

For disorder obstructs: besides, it doth disgust life, distract the appetities, and yield no true relish to the senses.

My other brother, the Lord Lucas, who was heir to my father's estate, and as it were the father to take care of us all, is not less valiant than they were, although his skill in the discipline of war was not so much, not being bred therein.

A rude nature is worse than a brute nature by so much more as man is better than a beast: and those that are of civil natures and genteel dispositions are as much nearer to celestial creatures as those that are rude and cruel are to devils.

First, they were bred when I was not capable to observe or before I was born; likewise the breeding of men is of a different manner from that of women.

My mother was a good mistress to her servants, taking care of them in their sicknesses, not sparing any cost she was able to bestow for their recovery.

Marriage is the grave or tomb of wit.

And though my Lord hath lost his estate and been banished out of his country, yet neither despised poverty nor pinching necessity could make him break the bonds of friendship or weaken his loyal duty.

And though I might have learnt more wit and advanced my understanding by living in a Court, yet being dull, fearful and bashful, I neither heeded what was said or practised, but just what belonged to my loyal duty and my own honest reputation.

Indeed, I was so afraid to dishonour my friends and family by my indiscreet actions, that I rather chose to be accounted a fool, than to be thought rude or wanton.

As for plenty, we had not only for necessity, conveniency and decency, but for delight and pleasure to superfluity.

Indeed I had not much wit, yet I was not an idiot - my wit was according to my years.

For I, hearing my Lord's estate amongst many more estates was to be sold, and that the wives of the owners should have an allowance therefrom, it gave me hopes I should receive a benefit thereby.

Not because they were servants were we so reserved, for many noble persons are forced to serve through necessity, but by reason the vulgar sort of servants are as ill bred as meanly born, giving children ill examples and worse counsel.

Not that I am ashamed of my mind or body, my birth or breeding, my actions or fortunes, for my bashfulness is in my nature, not for any crime.

And not only my own brothers and sisters agreed so but my brothers and sisters in law; and their children, although but young, had the like agreeable natures and affectionate dispositions.

Indeed I did not stand as a beggar at the Parliament door, for I never was at the Parliament-House, nor stood I ever at the door as I do know or can remember; not as a petitioner I am sure.

As for our garments, my Mother did not only delight to see us neat and cleanly, fine and gay, but rich and costly: maintaining us to the heighth of her estate, but not beyond it.

As for my brothers, of whom I had three, I know not how they were bred.

Indeed I was so afraid to dishonour my friends and family by my indiscreet actions that I rather chose to be accounted a fool than to be thought rude or wanton.

One half of my life has put the other half in the grave.

There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave.

Age makes all things greater after their death; a name comes to the tongue easier from the grave.

Life was a funny thing that happened to me on the way to the grave.

Many people are in a rut and a rut is nothing but a grave - with both ends kicked out.

I am a soul. I know well that what I shall render up to the grave is not myself. That which is myself will go elsewhere. Earth, thou art not my abyss!

An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.

The danger of that - and there's a grave danger that I, myself, have to be very aware of - is that you become so involved and intrigued in the language that sometimes you lose track that that is only a means to an aesthetic experience that the listener has to get.

But I think that the spirit of protectionism would be the grave of European cinema. You cannot protect something by building a fence around it and thinking that this will help it survive.

A life of leisure and a life of laziness are two things. There will be sleeping enough in the grave.

Two aged men, that had been foes for life, Met by a grave, and wept - and in those tears They washed away the memory of their strife; Then wept again the loss of all those years.

All over the world the wildlife that I write about is in grave danger. It is being exterminated by what we call the progress of civilization.

Only on the edge of the grave can man conclude anything.

If Roosevelt were alive today, he'd turn over in his grave.

I'll only stop singing when I'm in my grave.

Bad leadership during the past years has cast on our Party the shadow of great and grave burdens.

Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.

Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed.

We pacifists have not ceased to point to the grave danger of armaments and to insist on their curtailment.

I should like these few words to be read over the grave when my body is placed in the earth; for though it is possible I may be present and conscious of what is going on, I shall not be able to communicate.

Frankly, despite my horror of the press, I'd love to rise from the grave every ten years or so and go buy a few newspapers.

We knew we were talking about spies. I knew he knew I knew. I was digging my own grave.

A grave blockhead should always go about with a lively one - they show one another off to the best advantage.

It is immoral from almost any point of view to refuse to defend yourself and others from very grave and terrible threats, even as there are limits to the means that can be used in such defense.

To try to correct imbalances with trade restrictions is a grave error.

I would rather drudge out my life on a cotton plantation, till the grave opened to give me rest, than to live with an unprincipled master and a jealous mistress.