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An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.

John Dryden

Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
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Friendship Tears
Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Age Night Old Ourselves
Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.
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Courage Growth Heart
Repartee is the soul of conversation.
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Conversation One Liner Soul
For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
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Art Miss Mistake Nature
Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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Blind Willing Zeal
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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Honor Judgement Man Member Mistake Order
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
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Eyes Feeling Ourselves Soul Tender Togetherness Touch
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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Fortune Madness Prudence Rule
Love is love’s reward.
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Love One Liner Reward
Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
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Myself Poverty Soul Virtue Warm
All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
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Decay Monarch Obedience Subject
Virtue is her own reward.
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One Liner Reward Virtue
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
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Cheating Favor Fools Hope Life
The conscience of a people is their power.
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Conscience People Power
For they can conquer who believe they can.
JOHN DRYDEN

Believe Conquer

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