Quotes from Anne Bradstreet

I am obnoxious to each carping tongueWho says my hand a needle better fits,A poet's pen all scorn I should thus wrong,For such despite they cast on female wits:If what I do prove well, it won't advance,They'll say it's stol'n, or else it was by chance.

After a short time I changed my condition and was married, and came into this country, where I found a new world and new manners, at which my heart rose. But after I was convinced it was the way of God, I submitted to it and joined the church at Boston.

Sore laborers have hard hands and old sinners have brawny consciences.

Let Greeks be Greeks, and Women what they are.

If ever two were one, then surely we.If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;If ever wife was happy in a man,Compare with me ye women if you can.

Authority without wisdom is like a heavy ax without an edge, fitter to bruise than polish.

Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach.

Authority without wisdom is like a heavy axe without an edge, fitter to bruise than polish.

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." [ Meditations Divine and Moral ]

I am obnoxious to each carping tongue/ Who says my hand a needle better fits./ A poet's pen all scorn I should thus wrong/ For such despite they cast on female wits;/ If what I do prove well, it won't advance,/ They'll say it's stolen, or else, it was by chance.

Wisdom with an inheritance is good, but wisdom without an inheritance is better than an inheritance without wisdom.

There is no object that we see, no action that we do, no good that we enjoy, no evil that we feel of fear, but we may make some spiritual advantage of all.

That when we live no more, We may live ever

Now say, have women worth, or have they none? Or had they some, but with our Queen is't gone? Nay Masculines, you have thus tax'd us long, But she, though dead, will vindicate our wrong. Let such as say our sex is void of reason Know 'tis a slander now, but once was treason." ( In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen Elizabeth )

My love is such that rivers cannot quench

O Time the fatal wrack of mortal things, That draws oblivion's curtains over kings; Their sumptuous monuments, men know them not, Their names without a record are forgot, Their parts, their ports, their pomps all laid in th' dust Nor wit nor gold, nor buildings scape time's rust; But he whose name is graved in the white stone Shall last and shine when all of these are gone.

If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.

If we had no winter the spring would not be so pleasant.

Let such as say our sex is void of reason, Know it is slander now but once was treason.

And although thus short, we shorten many ways, Living so little while we are alive; In eating, drinking, sleeping, vain delight So unawares comes on perpetual night, And puts all pleasures vain unto eternal flight.

And time brings down what is both strong and tall.

Compare with me, ye women, if you can

I am obnoxious to each carping tongue who says my hand a needle better fits.

How oft with disappointment have I met, When I on fading things my hopes have set?