Silence in times of suffering is the best.
JOHN DRYDENSilence in times of suffering is the best.
JOHN DRYDENWe must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
JOHN DRYDENBut far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
JOHN DRYDENAnd love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
JOHN DRYDENOf all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
JOHN DRYDENWhat, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o’er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
JOHN DRYDENIf by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, ’tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong; their judgment is a mere lottery.
JOHN DRYDENSome of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.
JOHN DRYDENDreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
JOHN DRYDENBut love’s a malady without a cure.
JOHN DRYDENIll habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
JOHN DRYDENDeathless laurel is the victor’s due.
JOHN DRYDENThey live too long who happiness outlive.
JOHN DRYDENMore liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store.
JOHN DRYDENHe invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.
JOHN DRYDENWe first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
JOHN DRYDEN