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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.

John Dryden

Love is a passion Which kindles honor into noble acts.
JOHN DRYDEN

Act Honor Love Passion
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today: 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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Live Myself Past Power Rain Shine Worst
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
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One Liner Power Regret Sin
Nor is the people’s judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
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Judgment People True
Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
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Fight King Mad Man Praise
So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
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Fake Lying Silence
And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Fragile Love Mindset
Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves; who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.
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Best Kind Ourselves Steal
Griefs assured are felt before they come.
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Assurance Feeling Grief
A man is to be cheated into passion, but to be reasoned into truth.
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Cheating Man Passion Reason Truth
Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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Blind Willing Zeal
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Continue End Goodness Grace Principal Virtue
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fair Fate Myself Possession Rain Shine Time
For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
JOHN DRYDEN

Happiness Kind Man Sadness
All authors to their own defects are blind.
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Author Blind Defect
Satire among the Romans, but not among the Greeks, was a bitter invective poem.
JOHN DRYDEN

Bitter Poem Satire

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