A Quote by George Herbert

A morning sunne, and a wine-bred child, and a latin-bred woman, seldome end well. — © George Herbert
A morning sunne, and a wine-bred child, and a latin-bred woman, seldome end well.
Huskies get in trouble. Huskies are well-known to be escape artists. Why? Because they were bred to go long-distance. They're not bred to be in the backyard and just look beautiful because they have blue eyes.
Let us be very strange and well-bred:Let us be as strange as if we had been married a great while;And as well-bred as if we were not married at all.
No man in his heart is quite so cynical as a well-bred woman.
All well bred persons lie - Besides, you are a woman; you must never speak what you think.
I was a countryman and a father before I was a writer on political subjects... Born and bred up in the sweet air myself, I was resolved that my children should be bred up in it too.
I didn't grow up with my father in my life, and that bred a resentment in me, and it bred a mentality in me that made me very angry.
I love watching a good horse do what he's bred to do - I guess that's what I like the most about it. And I love to see good athletes do what they're bred to do.
It's an amazingly consistent thing with Irish people. We will talk to strangers at parties for hours. It's what we were bred to do I think. And the Jewish people were bred to write the stuff that we say.
Proximity bred familiarity, and familiarity bred comfort.
No town-bred dandy will compare with a country-bred one- I mean a downright bumpkin dandy- a fellow that, in the dog-days of summer, will mow his two acres in buckskin gloves for fear of tanning his hands.
A country-bred man can always learn to get on with city people, but a town-bred fellah never gets the real hang of the country. You can put city polish on a man, but by golly, it seems you can't ever rub it off him.
There is one topic peremptorily forbidden to all well-bred, to all rational mortals, namely, their distempers. If you have not slept or if you have slept or if you have head ache or sciatica or leprosy or thunder-stroke, I beseech you, by all angels, to hold your peace and not pollute the morning.
What well-bred woman would refuse her heart to a man who had just saved her life? Not one; and gratitude is a short cut which speedily leads to love.
Passion is not well bred.
The worth of a child born and bred in Nigeria cannot be compared to that in the United States.
Take heed of a young wench, a prophetesse, and a Lattin bred woman.
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