By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.
JOHN DRYDENHonor is but an empty bubble.
More John Dryden Quotes
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There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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Truth is never to be expected from authors whose understanding is warped with enthusiasm.
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Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped; And they have kept it since by being dead.
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For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
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Sure there is none but fears a future state; And when the most obdurate swear they do not, Their trembling hearts belie their boasting tongues.
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Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today: Be fair or foul or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed in spite of fate are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been has been, and I have had my hour.
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If the faults of men in orders are only to be judged among themselves, they are all in some sort parties; for, since they say the honour of their order is concerned in every member of it, how can we be sure that they will be impartial judges?
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If thou dost still retain the same ill habits, the same follies, too, still thou art bound to vice, and still a slave.
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Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
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Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
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So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
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To die for faction is a common evil, But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.
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An hour will come, with pleasure to relate Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.
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Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.
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They live too long who happiness outlive.
JOHN DRYDEN






