“On every thing are traced decay and change. Look! how the shifting seasons slip away.”
Source: The Fall of the Indian: With Other Poems
“The rich pearl of life, Soon moulders in its blackened urn, the tomb.”
Source: The Fall of the Indian: With Other Poems
“Go and walk with Nature; thou wilt find Full many a gem in her enchanted cup.”
Source: The Fall of the Indian: With Other Poems
“He who hath two coats, let him impart to him that hath none.”
Source: The private devotions and Manual for the sick of Launcelot Andrews
“Let us pray for the Catholic Church; for the Churches throughout the whole world; that is, for their truth, unity, and stability; that in all charity may flourish, and truth may live. For our own Church, that what is lacking in it may be supplied; what is unsound, corrected; that all Heresies, Schisms, Scandals, as well public as private, may be removed. Correct the wandering, convert the unbelieving, increase the faith of the Church, destroy Heresies, discover the crafty enemies, crush the violent.”
Source: Private Prayers
“Well yet, this life such as it is, yet we love it, and loath we are to end it; and if it be in hazard by the law, what running, riding, posting, suing, bribing, and if all will not serve, what breaking prison is there for it!”
Source: Works: Ninety-six sermons
“Behold, O Lord, that I am indignant with myself, for my senseless, profitless, hurtful, perilous passions; that I loathe myself, for these inordinate, unseemly, deformed, false, shameful, disgraceful passions; that my confusion is daily before me, and the shame of my face hath covered me. Alas! woe, woe! O me, how long?”
Source: The private devotions of Lancelot Andrewes
“For having wealth and wherewithal to "do good", if you do it not, talk not of faith, for you have no faith in you.”
Source: Ninety-six Sermons
“Wisdom ruleth in counsel -- so do riches.”
Source: Works: Ninety-six sermons
“Ever since our first fathers by infection took this morbum sathanicum, this devilish disease, pride, of the devil, such tinder is our nature, that every little spark sets us on fire; our nature hath grown so light, that every little thing puffeth us up, and sets us aloft in our altitudes presently.”
Source: Ninety-Six Sermons by the Right Honourable and Reverend Father in God, Lancelot Andrewes, Sometime Lord Bishop of Winchester, Vol. V