Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
JOHN DRYDENAnger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
More John Dryden Quotes
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But love’s a malady without a cure.
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Truth is never to be expected from authors whose understanding is warped with enthusiasm.
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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What, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o’er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
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All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
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They, who would combat general authority with particular opinion, must first establish themselves a reputation of understanding better than other men.
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A man is to be cheated into passion, but to be reasoned into truth.
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But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.
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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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The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
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War is the trade of kings.
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And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.
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A woman’s counsel brought us first to woe, And made her man his paradise forego, Where at heart’s ease he liv’d; and might have been As free from sorrow as he was from sin.
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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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Love and Time with reverence use, Treat them like a parting friend: Nor the golden gifts refuse Which in youth sincere they send: For each year their price is more, And they less simple than before.
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A happy genius is the gift of nature.
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Keen appetite And quick digestion wait on you and yours.
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So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
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The winds are out of breath.
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Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne’er pardon who have done wrong.
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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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Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.
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