Prudence Quotes

The first years of man must make provision for the last.

He that fights and runs away Will live to fight another day.

Old English Rhyme

Dine on little and sup on less.

Miguel de Cervantes

People who live in glass houses should not throw stones.

English Proverb

The first years of man must make provision for the last.

He that fights and runs away Will live to fight another day.

Old English Rhyme

I recommend you to take care of the minutes for the hours will take care of themselves.

Lord Chesterfield

Dine on little and sup on less.

Miguel de Cervantes

People who live in glass houses should not throw stones.

English Proverb

In some situations, if you say nothing, you are called dull; if you talk, you are thought impertinent and arrogant. It is hard to know what to do in this case. The question seems to be, whether your vanity or your prudence predominates.

William Hazlitt

Because if I ever get nailed, I don’t want you running out to get the same medicine. Believe me, if it’s you lying out there, I’m gonna make sure you’re alive before I go.

Henry V. O'Neil

Intelligence is knowing the right answer. Wisdom is knowing when to say it.

Tim Fargo

Look your fill ” the creature murmured his voice as sweet and rich as syllabub sauce. And his lusty grin when he said it was sinful—and pleasurable. Prue was certain her face flamed red at the barbarian’s insinuation. “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean ” she replied tartly. He smiled and drained his goblet. His head was tilted back exposing the thick cords in his throat and Prue watched him eagerly drink down the entire contents in one swallow. Never had she seen such a vulgar display. Never had she been so engrossed in the workings of a man’s throat and the movement of his Adam’s apple. With a thunk he set the goblet down and shoved his chair back. His legs were spread and the black leather riding britches he wore were pulled snugly over his massive thighs…and other parts as well. Flushing Prudence glanced away. She could not look at him like that with his lace jabot untied and lying on either side of his opened shirt. A shirt that was unbuttoned and opened to his waist exposing a vast amount of dark male skin hairless and bronzed.“Shall you not look my lady ” he beckoned softly. “I like the feel of your eyes on me.” “Cover yourself sir ” she demanded. “It’s most unseemly.” “Ah the lady is Temperance indeed ” the brute murmured huskily.

Charlotte Featherstone