For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
JOHN DRYDENAn horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Beware the fury of a patient man.
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I saw myself the lambent easy light Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night.
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All objects lose by too familiar a view.
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Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
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Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
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But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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The winds are out of breath.
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The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
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Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
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And plenty makes us poor.
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None are so busy as the fool and the knave.
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Love is not in our choice but in our fate.
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Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
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Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
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We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
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