Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
JOHN DRYDENFaith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.
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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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Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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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.
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Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
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Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
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Fiction is of the essence of poetry as well as of painting; there is a resemblance in one of human bodies, things, and actions which are not real, and in the other of a true story by fiction.
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And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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And that the Scriptures, though not everywhere Free from corruption, or entire, or clear, Are uncorrupt, sufficient, clear, entire In all things which our needful faith require.
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Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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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.
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Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections.
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Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
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If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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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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