Thomas Browne

(1771-1798 / England)

Thomas Browne Quotes

  • ''Yet is every man his own greatest enemy, and as it were his own executioner.''
    Thomas Browne (1605-1682), British physician, author. Religio Medici, pt. 2, sct. 4 (1643).
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  • ''We all labour against our own cure, for death is the cure of all diseases.''
    Thomas Browne (1605-1682), British doctor, author. Religio Medici, pt. 2, ch. 9 (1643).
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  • ''I could be content that we might procreate like trees, without conjunction, or that there were any way to perpetuate the world without this trivial and vulgar way of coition.''
    Thomas Browne (1605-1682), British physician, author. Religio Medici, pt. 2, sct. 9 (1643).
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  • ''A man may be in as just possession of truth as of a city, and yet be forced to surrender.''
    Thomas Browne (1605-1682), British physician, author. Religio Medici, pt. 1, sct. 6 (1643).
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  • ''We term sleep a death ... by which we may be literally said to die daily; in fine, so like death, I dare not trust it without my prayers.''
    Thomas Browne (1605-1682), British physician, author. Religio Medici, pt. 2, sct. 12 (1643).
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  • ''Obstinacy in a bad cause is but constancy in a good.''
    Thomas Browne (1605-1682), British physician, author. Religio Medici, pt. 1, sct. 25 (1643).
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  • ''But the iniquity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals with the memory of men without distinction to merit of perpetuity.''
    Thomas Browne (1605-1682), British physician, author. Urn Burial, ch. 5 (1658).
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  • ''Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave.''
    Thomas Browne (1605-1682), British doctor, author. Urn Burial, ch. 5 (1658).
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Best Poem of Thomas Browne

A Song: Ii

When I was a wee laatle totterin' bairn,
An' had nobbud just gitten short frocks,
When to gang I at first was beginnin' to lairn,
On my brow I gat monny hard knocks.
For sae waik, an' sae silly an' helpless was I
I was always a tumblin' doon then,
While my mother would twattle me gently an' cry,
'Honey Jenny, tak care o' thisen.'

When I grew bigger, an' got to be strang,
At I cannily ran all about
By misen, whor I liked, then I always mud gang
Bithout bein' tell'd about ought;
When, however, I com to be sixteen year awd,
An' rattled an' ...

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A Song: Ii

When I was a wee laatle totterin' bairn,
An' had nobbud just gitten short frocks,
When to gang I at first was beginnin' to lairn,
On my brow I gat monny hard knocks.
For sae waik, an' sae silly an' helpless was I
I was always a tumblin' doon then,
While my mother would twattle me gently an' cry,
'Honey Jenny, tak care o' thisen.'

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