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A woman’s counsel brought us first to woe, And made her man his paradise forego, Where at heart’s ease he liv’d; and might have been As free from sorrow as he was from sin.

John Dryden

Silence in times of suffering is the best.
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Best Silence Suffering Time
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Face Need See Truth
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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Action Essence Fiction Human Poetry Story
Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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Race Run Swift Time
Pity melts the mind to love.
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Love Mindset Pity
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Crime Oblivion
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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Better Health Himself Man Work
Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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Hold Last Sweet
If all the world be worth thy winning. / Think, oh think it worth enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee, / Take the good the gods provide thee.
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God Goodness Love Thinking World
Self-defense is Nature’s eldest law.
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Defense Law Nature
They that possess the prince possess the laws.
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Law Possession Prince
Present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.
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Distance Flesh Goodness Present
Parting is worse than death; it is death of love!
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Death Love Part Worst
For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
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Art Miss Mistake Nature
They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Advise Sick
We can never be grieved for their miseries who are thoroughly wicked, and have thereby justly called their calamities on themselves.
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Adversity Grief Misery Wicket

A woman’s counsel brought us first to woe, And made her man his paradise forego, Where at heart’s ease he liv’d; and might have been As free from sorrow as he was from sin.

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