Littles Quotes - Page 300

George Herbert, Joseph Hall (1855). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: And The Satires and Psalms of Bishop Hall”, p.315
George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.317
George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.307
George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.302
There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can hurt.
George Herbert (1836). “The works of George Herbert. containing Parentalia, the 2nd copy wanting the 1st sheet of vol.2].”, p.187
The Physitian owes all to the patient, but the patient owes nothing to him but a little mony.
George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.360
George Herbert, Joseph Hall (1855). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: And The Satires and Psalms of Bishop Hall”, p.325
George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.331
We must recoile a little, to the end we may leap the better.
George Herbert (1836). “The works of George Herbert. containing Parentalia, the 2nd copy wanting the 1st sheet of vol.2].”, p.187
George Herbert (1861). “The Poetical Works of G. H. and R. Heber. With Memoir”, p.272
George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.294
George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.307
"Song: 'Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag'". 1915.
What money can buy has very little value beyond the necessaries of life.
George Griffith (2014). “From Pole to Pole”, p.8, eStar Books
George Friedman (2011). “The Next Decade: Where We've Been . . . and Where We're Going”, p.20, Anchor
George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch”, p.693, Booklassic
George Eliot (2004). “Middlemarch: A Study of Provincial Life”, p.429, Broadview Press
George Eliot (2016). “Impressions of Theophrastus Such: Top Novelist Focus”, p.35, 谷月社
I cherish my childish loves--the memory of that warm little nest where my affections were fledged.
George Eliot (1839). “Theophrastus Such, Jubal and other poems and The Spanish gypsy”, p.28