Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury

Now that the April of your youth adornsThe garden of your face.

— Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury

Sleep, Nurse of our life, Care’s best reposer,Nature's high'st rapture, and the vision giver.

— Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury

Our life is but a dark and stormy night,By that which makes him but mistake and fall.

— Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury

Let then no doubt, Celinda, touch,Our equal loves can make them such.

— Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury

I must no less commend the study of anatomy, which whosoever considers, I believe will never be an atheist; the frame of man's body and coherence of his parts, being so strange and paradoxal, that I hold it to be the greatest miracle of nature.

— Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury

He that cannot forgive others breaks the bridge over which he must pass himself, for every man hath need to be forgiven.

— Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury

There [is] no little vigour and force added to words, when they are delivered in a neat and fine way, and somewhat out of the ordinary road, common and dull language relishing more of the clown than the gentleman. But herein also affectation must be avoided; it being better for a man by a native and clear eloquence to express himself, than by those words which may smell either of the lamp or inkhorn.

— Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury

A good rider on a good horse, is as much above himself and others, as this world can make him.

— Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury