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When I consider life, ’tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay. Tomorrow’s falser than the former day.

John Dryden

There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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Known Mad Pleasure
He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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Himself Scene
Good sense and good-nature are never separated, though the ignorant world has thought otherwise. Good-nature, by which I mean beneficence and candor, is the product of right reason.
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Goodness Ignorance Nature Reason Right World
Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
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Human Kind Poetry Satire Vice
Honor is but an empty bubble.
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Empty Respect
A happy genius is the gift of nature.
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Genius Gift Happy Nature
They think too little who talk too much.
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Talk Thinking
Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.
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Favorite Heaven Man
Youth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail: But common interest always will prevail; And pity never ceases to be shown To him who makes the people’s wrongs his own.
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Action Beautiful Fall Grace Himself People Wrong Youth
No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
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King Mad Moments Nation
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
He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
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Fountain Goodness Sense
More liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store.
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Desire Hungry Liberty Store
Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness.
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Adventure First Forgiveness Reason Rule
Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
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Myself Old Power Remember
Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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Performance Quick Slow

When I consider life, ’tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay. Tomorrow’s falser than the former day.

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When I consider life, ’tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay. Tomorrow’s falser than the former day.

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