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.
JOHN DRYDENBold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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None are so busy as the fool and the knave.
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Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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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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Confidence is the feeling we have before knowing all the facts.
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Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
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The conscience of a people is their power.
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Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
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Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
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Beware of the fury of the patient man.
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War is the trade of kings.
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Repartee is the soul of conversation.
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Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
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Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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