Quotes from Walter Raleigh

What is our life? A play of passion. Our mirth the music of division. Our mother's wombs the tyring houses be, Where we are drest for this short Comedy.

Our bodies are but the anvils of pain and disease and our minds the hives of unnumbered cares.

Even such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age and dust.

... but the longest day hath its evening.

Hath triumphed over time, which besides it nothing but eternity hath triumphed over.

I wish I loved the Human Race; I wish I loved its silly face; I wish I liked the way it walks; I wish I liked the way it talks; And when I'm introduced to one I wish I thought What Jolly Fun!

If she undervalues me, What care I how fair she be?

Whosoever, in writing a modern history, shall follow truth too near the heels, it may happily strike out his teeth.

It is not truth, but opinion that can travel the world without a passport.

Love likes not the falling fruit, Nor the withered tree.

But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.

If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love.

Silence in love betrays more woe - Than words though ne'er so witty; A beggar that is dumb, you know, may challenge double pity.

Whosoever in writing a modern history shall follow the truth too near the heels it may haply strike out his teeth.

The gain of lying is nothing else but not to be trusted of any, nor to be believed when we say the truth.

Romance is a love affair in other than domestic surroundings.

Death, which hateth and destroyeth a man, is believed; God, which hath made him and loves him, is always deferred.

Divine is Love and scorneth worldly pelf, And can be bought with nothing but with self.

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.

False love, desire, and beauty frail, adieu! Dead is the root whence all these fancies grew.

The House of Peers, throughout the war, Did nothing in particular, And did it very well: Yet Britain set the world ablaze In good King George's glorious days!

The necessity of war, which among human actions is the most lawless, hath some kind of affinity with the necessity of law.

The bodies of men, munition, and money may justly be called the sinews of war.

A man must first govern himself ere he is fit to govern a family; and his family ere he be fit to bear the government of the commonwealth.