Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.
JOHN DRYDEN- It is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
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It is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.
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I never saw any good that came of telling truth.
JOHN DRYDENI never saw any good that came of telling truth.
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He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
JOHN DRYDENHe who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
JOHN DRYDENSo softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
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Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
JOHN DRYDENRiches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
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None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
JOHN DRYDENNone would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
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No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
JOHN DRYDENNo king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
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All empire is no more than power in trust.
JOHN DRYDENAll empire is no more than power in trust.
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For those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
JOHN DRYDENFor those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
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The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
JOHN DRYDENThe sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
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When I consider life, ’tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay. Tomorrow’s falser than the former day.
JOHN DRYDENWhen I consider life, ’tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay. Tomorrow’s falser than the former day.
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But how can finite grasp Infinity?
JOHN DRYDENBut how can finite grasp Infinity?
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He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
JOHN DRYDENHe who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
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Politicians neither love nor hate.
JOHN DRYDENPoliticians neither love nor hate.
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Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
JOHN DRYDENContent with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
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Hushed as midnight silence.
JOHN DRYDENHushed as midnight silence.
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