Griefs assured are felt before they come.
JOHN DRYDENNothing to build, and all things to destroy.
More John Dryden Quotes
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He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
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But how can finite grasp Infinity?
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And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
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Pity only on fresh objects stays, but with the tedious sight of woes decays.
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Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
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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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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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Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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Sculptors are obliged to follow the manners of the painters, and to make many ample folds, which are unsufferable hardness, and more like a rock than a natural garment.
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All heiresses are beautiful.
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Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.
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Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
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Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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Keen appetite And quick digestion wait on you and yours.
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Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
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I never saw any good that came of telling truth.
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Pity melts the mind to love.
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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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Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
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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.
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Nor is the people’s judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
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Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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There’s a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times the gifts it asks.
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