A Quote by Thomas Secker

If you would not step into the harlot's house, do not go by the harlot's door. — © Thomas Secker
If you would not step into the harlot's house, do not go by the harlot's door.

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Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step; for lasting passion is the dream of a harlot and from it we wake in despair.
Every harlot was a virgin once.
Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all!
Power without responsibility - the prerogative of the harlot throughout the ages.
The old harlot, German philosophy, has finally turned into a church lady.
America has abandoned the strong woman of spirituality and is shacking up with the harlot of materialism.
If a woman hasn't got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she's a dry stick as a rule.
My muse is an ungrateful harlot who’s abandoned me to actually come up with my own plots.
To hear the Japanese plead for free trade is like hearing the word love on the lips of a harlot.
For if you change from inhumanity to alms giving, you have stretched fourth the hand that was withered. If you withdraw from theaters and go to church, you have cured the lame foot. If you draw back your eyes from a harlot ... you have opened them when they were blind ... These are the greatest miracles.
It is our wisest and our safest course to stand at the farthest distance from sin; not to go near the house of the harlot, but to fly from all appearance of evil (Prov. 5:8, I Thess. 5:22). The best course to prevent falling into the pit is to keep at the greatest distance; he that will be so bold as to attempt to dance upon the brink of the pit, may find by woeful experience that it is a righteous thing with God that he should fall into the pit.
All the delights of sense, or heart, or intellect, with which you could once have tempted him, even the delights of virtue itself, now seem to him in comparison but as the half nauseous attractions of a raddled harlot would seem to a man who hears that his true beloved whom he has loved all his life and whom he had believed to be dead is alive and even now at his door.
The maturing process of becoming a writer is akin to that of a harlot. First you do it for love, then for a few friends, and finally only for money.
But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
What is a wife and what is a harlot? What is a church and what is a theatre? are they two and not one? Can they exist separate? Are not religion and politics the same thing? Brotherhood is religion. O demonstrations of reason dividing families in cruelty and pride!
I'm also 31 years old. It's not like I'm some kid who can be slapped across the newspaper pages like some harlot.
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