“For the world, I count it not an Inn, but a Hospital, and a place, not to live, but to die in.”
Section 11
Religio Medici (1643), Part II
“The world's an Inn; and I her guest.”
On the World.
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English poet 1592–1644Related quotes
“Let the world wagge, and take mine ease in myne Inne.”
John Heywood
(1497–1580) English writer known for plays, poems and a collection of proverbs
Part I, chapter 5.
Proverbs (1546), Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
Claude Debussy
(1862–1918) French composer
As quoted in Claude Debussy: His Life and Works (1933) by Léon Vallas, p. 225
Variant translation: Before the passing sky, in long hours of contemplation of its magnificent and ever-changing beauty, I am seized by an incomparable emotion. The whole expanse of nature is reflected in my own sincere and feeble soul. Around me the branches of trees reach out toward the firmament, here are sweet-scented flowers smiling in the meadow, here the soft earth is carpeted with sweet herbs. … Nature invites its ephemeral and trembling travelers to experience these wonderful and disturbing spectacles — that is what I call prayer.
As quoted in The Life of the Creative Spirit (2001) by H. Charles Romesburg, p. 240
Context: I do not practise religion in accordance with the sacred rites. I have made mysterious Nature my religion. I do not believe that a man is any nearer to God for being clad in priestly garments, nor that one place in a town is better adapted to meditation than another. When I gaze at a sunset sky and spend hours contemplating its marvelous ever-changing beauty, an extraordinary emotion overwhelms me. Nature in all its vastness is truthfully reflected in my sincere though feeble soul. Around me are the trees stretching up their branches to the skies, the perfumed flowers gladdening the meadow, the gentle grass-carpetted earth, … and my hands unconsciously assume an attitude of adoration. … To feel the supreme and moving beauty of the spectacle to which Nature invites her ephemeral guests! … that is what I call prayer.
“A gentleman of Lincoln's-inn.”
John Holt (Lord Chief Justice)
(1642–1710) English lawyer and Lord Chief Justice of England
Butler's Case (1699), 13 How. St. Tr. 1259.
“The hostess is our modern Sibyl. She is a witch who lays her guests under a spell.”
Source: Orlando: A Biography (1928), Ch. 4
Context: The hostess is our modern Sibyl. She is a witch who lays her guests under a spell. In this house they think themselves happy; in that witty; in a third profound. It is all an illusion (which is nothing against it, for illusions are the most valuable and necessary of all things, and she who can create one is among the world's greatest benefactors), but as it is notorious that illusions are shattered by conflict with reality, so no real happiness, no real wit, no real profundity are tolerated where the illusion prevails.
Henry David Thoreau
(1817–1862) 1817-1862 American poet, essayist, naturalist, and abolitionist
April 26, 1841
Journals (1838-1859)
“We trolls say: “Make Philosophy your evening guest, but do not let her stay the night.””
Tad Williams
(1957) novelist
Source: Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn, The Dragonbone Chair (1988), Chapter 17, “Binabik” (p. 260).
“They should call it the Low Quality Inn.”
Rachel Trachtenburg
(1993) American musician
On the lack of quality of the Quality Inn, in which she stayed in with her parents while on tour ( Reprint of The Times http://mycherieamour.blogspot.com/2005/02/trachtenburg-family-slideshow-players.html)