Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
JOHN DRYDENIll habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Shakespeare was the Homer, or father of our dramatic poets;Jonson was theVirgil, the pattern of elaborate writing; I admire him, but I love Shakespeare.
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Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Merit challenges envy.
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Repartee is the soul of conversation.
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For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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All delays are dangerous in war.
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Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
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Pity melts the mind to love.
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More liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store.
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I never saw any good that came of telling truth.
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Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate’s: Souls know no conquerors.
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He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
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We by art unteach what Nature taught.
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