Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.
JOHN DRYDENWe can never be grieved for their miseries who are thoroughly wicked, and have thereby justly called their calamities on themselves.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Honor is but an empty bubble.
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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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For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
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By education most have been misled.
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Satire among the Romans, but not among the Greeks, was a bitter invective poem.
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The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
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Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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War is the trade of kings.
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Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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It is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
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If the faults of men in orders are only to be judged among themselves, they are all in some sort parties; for, since they say the honour of their order is concerned in every member of it, how can we be sure that they will be impartial judges?
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Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.
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He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.
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Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
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Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
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Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
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Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
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Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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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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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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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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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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For those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
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