Quotes About Morality

The person of a man may leave—or be taken away—but the best part of a good man stays. It stays forever. Love is immortal and makes all things immortal. But hate dies every minute.

Conscience doth make cowards of us all.

The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. An evil soul producing holy witness Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, A goodly apple rotten at the heart. O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!

If we are true to ourselves, we can not be false to anyone.

For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lillies that fester smell far worse than weeds.

Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues we write in water.

The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?

Some rise by sin, and some by virtues fall.

What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, looking before and after, gave us not that capability and god-like reason to fust in us unused.

Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometime by action dignified.

I am afeard there are few die well that die in battle, for how can they charitably dispose of anything when blood is their argument?

They say best men are molded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad

Good with out evil is like light with out darkness which in turn is like righteousness whith out hope.

Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all! Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall: Some run from brakes of ice, and answer none: And some condemned for a fault alone.

Virtue? A fig! 'Tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus.

Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; Whilst, like a puff'd and reckless libertine, Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads And recks not his own read.

Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?

O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil!

For who so firm that cannot be seduced?

Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?

Let it be virtuous to be obstinate.

I think the devil will not have me damned, lest the oil that's in me should set hell on fire.

There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murder in this loathsome world, Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.

I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting