Joseph Hall

A legal thief, a bloodless murderer,A fiend incarnate, a false usurer.

— Joseph Hall

So little in his purse, so much upon his back.

— Joseph Hall

'Mongst all these stirs of discontented strife,Nothing to have, yet think we have enow.

— Joseph Hall

Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.

— Joseph Hall

There is many a rich stone laid up in the bowels of the earth, many a fair pearl laid up in the bosom of the sea, that never was seen, nor never shall be.

— Joseph Hall

Moderation is the silken string running through the pearl chain of all virtues.

— Joseph Hall

Perfection is the child of time…

— Joseph Hall

He is wealthy enough, that wanteth not: he is great enough, that is his own master: he is happy enough, that lives to die well.

— Joseph Hall

How easy it is for men to be swollen with admiration of their own strength and glory, and to be lifted up so high as to lose sight both of the ground whence they rose, and the hand that advanced them.

— Joseph Hall