The winds are out of breath.
JOHN DRYDENBut when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
More John Dryden Quotes
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What passion cannot music raise and quell!
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I’m a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I’ll rise and fight again.
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More liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store.
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When we view elevated ideas of Nature, the result of that view is admiration, which is always the cause of pleasure.
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Errors like straws upon the surface flow, Who would search for pearls to be grateful for often must dive below.
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Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
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Fool that I was, upon my eagle’s wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
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There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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None are so busy as the fool and the knave.
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Presence of mind and courage in distress, Are more than arrives to procure success?
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If by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, ’tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong; their judgment is a mere lottery.
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For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
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I am resolved to grow fat and look young till forty, and then slip out of the world with the first wrinkle and the reputation of five-and-twenty.
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For they can conquer who believe they can.
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