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.
JOHN DRYDENFiction 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.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Truth is never to be expected from authors whose understanding is warped with enthusiasm.
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Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.
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Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Hushed as midnight silence.
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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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Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
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The winds are out of breath.
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Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
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He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
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Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
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Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
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Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
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Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
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