Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
JOHN DRYDENDreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Since every man who lives is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity, With equal mind, what happens, let us bear, Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims to the’ appointed place we tend; The world’s an inn, and death the journey’s end.
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He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
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He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
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Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
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Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
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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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A farce is that in poetry which grotesque (caricature) is in painting. The persons and actions of a farce are all unnatural, and the manners false, that is, inconsistent with the characters of mankind; and grotesque painting is the just resemblance of this.
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Hushed as midnight silence.
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They think too little who talk too much.
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All empire is no more than power in trust.
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Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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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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Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.
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