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.
JOHN DRYDENBut how can finite grasp Infinity?
More John Dryden Quotes
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Order is the greatest grace.
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Merit challenges envy.
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They think too little who talk too much.
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If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
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Death ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
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Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped; And they have kept it since by being dead.
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Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
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Every language is so full of its own proprieties that what is beautiful in one is often barbarous, nay, sometimes nonsense, in another.
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When a man’s life is under debate, The judge can ne’er too long deliberate.
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Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.
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None but the brave deserve the fair.
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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