Faith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
JOHN DRYDENRepentance is but want of power to sin.
More John Dryden Quotes
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If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
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There is a proud modesty in merit.
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Be fair, or foul, or rain, or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
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Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil.
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But love’s a malady without a cure.
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Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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By education most have been misled.
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There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
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Few know the use of life before ’tis past.
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For what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?
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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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Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
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Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
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All objects lose by too familiar a view.
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At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
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Men’s virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
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Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.
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Love is love’s reward.
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O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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Fiction is of the essence of poetry as well as of painting; there is a resemblance in one of human bodies, things, and actions which are not real, and in the other of a true story by fiction.
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None, none descends into himself, to find The secret imperfections of his mind: But every one is eagle-ey’d to see Another’s faults, and his deformity.
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Since a true knowledge of nature gives us pleasure, a lively imitation of it, either in poetry or painting, must produce a much greater; for both these arts are not only true imitations of nature, but of the best nature.
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Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
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