{"author":"Anne Bradstreet","author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet","total_quotes":21,"quotes":[{"text":"Authority without wisdom is like a heavy axe without an edge, fitter to bruise than polish.","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["ity","brute-force","force","oppression","wisdom"],"id":5560,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"},{"text":"If we had no winter  the spring would not be so pleasant  if we did not sometimes taste of adversity  prosperity would not be so welcome.","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["adversity"],"id":48405,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"},{"text":"If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.'].","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["adversity","appreciation","hardship","inspirational","life","prosperity","seasons","spring","winter"],"id":77063,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"},{"text":"If what I do prove well, it won't advance. They'll say it's stolen, or else it was by chance.","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["say","prove","well "],"id":89176,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"},{"text":"O Time the fatal wrack of mortal things,That draws oblivion's curtains over kings;Their sumptuous monuments, men know them not,Their names without a record are forgot,Their parts, their ports, their pomps all laid in th' dustNor wit nor gold, nor buildings scape time's rust;But he whose name is graved in the white stoneShall last and shine when all of these are gone.","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["american","christianity","colonial-society","immortality","puritan","religion","temporality","time"],"id":144497,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"},{"text":"Wisdom with an inheritance is good, but wisdom without an inheritance is better than an inheritance without wisdom.","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["wisdom"],"id":149479,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"},{"text":"Authority without wisdom is like a heavy ax without an edge, fitter to bruise than polish.","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["ity","edge","without "],"id":159261,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"},{"text":"Youth is the time of getting, middle age of improving, and old age of spending.","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["time","youth","old age "],"id":192396,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"},{"text":"There is no object that we see  no action that we do  no good that we enjoy  no evil that we feel  or fear  but we may make some spiritual advantage of all: and he that makes such improvement is wise  as well as pious.","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["faith","unity"],"id":213345,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"},{"text":"The Author To Her BookThou ill-formed offspring of my feeble brain,Who after birth did'st by my side remain,Till snatcht from thence by friends, less wise than true,Who thee abroad exposed to public view,Made thee in rags, halting to th' press to trudge,Where errors were not lessened (all may judge).At thy return my blushing was not small,My rambling brat (in print) should mother call.I cast thee by as one unfit for light,The visage was so irksome in my sight,Yet being mine own, at length affection wouldThy blemishes amend, if so I could.I washed thy face, but more defects I saw,And rubbing off a spot, still made a flaw.I stretcht thy joints to make thee even feet,Yet still thou run'st more hobbling than is meet.In better dress to trim thee was my mind,But nought save home-spun cloth, I' th' house I find.In this array, 'mongst vulgars may'st thou roam.In critic's hands, beware thou dost not come,And take thy way where yet thou art not known.If for thy father askt, say, thou hadst none;And for thy mother, she alas is poor,Which caused her thus to send thee out of door.","author":"Anne Bradstreet","tags":["hip","books","composition","craft","criticism","perfection","poetry","publication","writing"],"id":215181,"author_id":"Anne+Bradstreet"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":21,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}