Date: 1659
"The same man fights with himself: Reason warres with the affection; and passion with passion"
preview | full record— Tubbe, Henry (1618-1655)
Date: 1659
"The minde is sometimes a Bull, sometimes a Serpent, and sometimes a flame of fire"
preview | full record— Tubbe, Henry (1618-1655)
Date: 1659
"The minde is sometimes a Bull, sometimes a Serpent, and sometimes a flame of fire; and then the musick of the soule is quite out of tune; the Bells ring backward as in some general conflagration."
preview | full record— Tubbe, Henry (1618-1655)
Date: 1659
If a passion may usurp the intellectual faculties, one may "no more be able to govene" himself than "a little Infant or a mad-man to hold the reynes of a Common-wealth"
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Date: 1659
"When the minde is in a calme, our advice may saile over it with ease; but in a raging tempest the best admonitions run upon a desperate rock"
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Date: 1659
Anger "consumes the lodging wherein it lies, the heart; it consumes the object whither it goes; and looks death and destruction upon every thing in the way."
preview | full record— Tubbe, Henry (1618-1655)
Date: 1659
"Nothing puts a man so much out of tune as discontent."
preview | full record— Tubbe, Henry (1618-1655)
Date: 1677
"Or else unto those Birds (aspiring) rare, / The Soul contemplative I may compare, / Of whom King David worthily attests, / That by the Holy Altar build their Nests: / So Meditation's said in holy Story, / To build her Nest about the Throne of Glory."
preview | full record— Speed, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. 1679?)
Date: 1684
"For certainly there must be some change in our mind when we have some thoughts and then others, and, in fact, ideas of things we are not actually thinking about are in our minds as the shape of Hercules is in rough marble."
preview | full record— Leibniz, Gottfried Wilhelm (1646-1716)
Date: 1693
"When Reason with her Robes ascends the Throne, / And wisely all my scatter'd Thoughts calls home, / The Messenger is so divine, / Unto her Laws I must resign."
preview | full record— Hawkshaw, Benjamin (1671/2-1738)