John Fletcher famous quotes

Deeds, not words shall speak me.
-- John Fletcher

#Communication #Deeds #Language

We must not be content to be cleansed from sin; we must be filled with the Spirit.
-- John Fletcher

#Spirit #Sin #Holy

Drink today, and drown all sorrow; you shall perhaps not do tomorrow.
-- John Fletcher

#Sorrow #Today #Tomorrow

Only look to Jesus. He died for you, died in your place, died under the frowns of heaven, that we might die under its smile.
-- John Fletcher

#Jesus #Heaven #Looks

O woman, perfect woman! what distraction Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil!
-- John Fletcher

#Perfect #Devil #Distraction

That soul that can Be honest is the only perfect man.
-- John Fletcher

#Men #Perfect #Soul

Go far - too far you cannot, still the farther. The more experience finds you: and go sparing. One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, through all your travels; for you'll find it certain.
-- John Fletcher

#Meals #Suits #Week

A man of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds And when the weeds begin to grow It's like a garden full of snow...
-- John Fletcher

#Weed #Men #Garden

The coward's weapon, poison.
-- John Fletcher

#Coward #Poison #Weapons

He who goes to bed, and goes to bed sober, Falls as the leaves do, and dies in October; But he who goes to bed, and goes to bed mellow, Lives as he ought to do, and dies an honest fellow.
-- John Fletcher

#Fall #Bed #October

O great corrector of enormous times, Shaker of o'er-rank states, thou grand decider Of dusty and old titles, that healest with blood The earth when it is sick, and curest the world O' the pleurisy of people.
-- John Fletcher

#War #Blood #People

Tyranny is yielding to the lust of the governing.
-- John Fletcher

#Lust #Tyranny

Speak boldly and speak truly, shame the devil.
-- John Fletcher

#Devil #Speech #Speak

Only look to Jesus. He died for you, died in your place, died under the frowns of heaven, that we might die under its smile. Regard neither unbelief nor doubt. Fear neither sin nor hell. Choose neither life nor death. All these are swallowed up in the immensity of Christ and are triumphed over in His cross.
-- John Fletcher

#Jesus #Heaven #Doubt

Death hath so many doors to let out life.
-- John Fletcher

#Death #Doors #Life Death

Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well; I see you have a singing face.
-- John Fletcher

#Music #Singing #Faces

Care-charming Sleep, thou easer of all woes, brother to Death, sweetly thyself dispose.
-- John Fletcher

#Brother #Sleep #Care

Man is his own star, and the soul that can, render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate: nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts are angels are, for good or ill: our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
-- John Fletcher

#Stars #Fall #Angel

Then, everlasting Love , restrain thy will; 'Tis god -like to have power, but not to kill.
-- John Fletcher

#Power #Everlasting Love #Lasting Love

Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There's naught in this life sweet But only melancholy; O sweetest melancholy!
-- John Fletcher

#Sweet #Night #Delight

Man is his own star, and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light.
-- John Fletcher

#Stars #Men #Light

Charity and treating begin at home.
-- John Fletcher

#Home #Charity

Of all the forms of wisdom, hindsight is by general consent the least merciful, the most unforgiving.
-- John Fletcher

#Wisdom #Hindsight #Form

Corruption is a tree, whose branches are Of an immeasurable length: they spread Ev'rywhere; and the dew that drops from thence Hath infected some chairs and stools of authority.
-- John Fletcher

#Tree #Dew #Branches

Our acts our angels are, for good or ill, our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
-- John Fletcher

#Angel #Shadow #Ill

The greatest attribute of heaven is mercy; And 'tis the crown of justice, and the glory
-- John Fletcher

#Justice #Heaven #Crowns

A woman friend! He that believes that weakness, Steers in a stormy night without a compass.
-- John Fletcher

#Women #Believe #Night

I find the medicine worse than the malady.
-- John Fletcher

#Medicine

Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan, Sorrow calls no time that 's gone; Violets plucked, the sweetest rain Makes not fresh nor grow again.
-- John Fletcher

#Rain #Sadness #Sorrow

Joys as winged dreams fly fast, / Why should sadness longer last? / Grief is but a wound to woe; / Gentlest fair, mourn, mourn no moe.
-- John Fletcher

#Dream #Grief #Sadness