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.
JOHN DRYDENBold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.
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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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Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.
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But love’s a malady without a cure.
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Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne’er pardon who have done wrong.
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There’s a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times the gifts it asks.
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Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
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Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Griefs assured are felt before they come.
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He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
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All heiresses are beautiful.
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But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
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