I never saw any good that came of telling truth.
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.
More John Dryden Quotes
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He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
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Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
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Repartee is the soul of conversation.
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And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
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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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He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
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Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate’s: Souls know no conquerors.
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Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpass’d; The next, in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join’d the former two.
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They, who would combat general authority with particular opinion, must first establish themselves a reputation of understanding better than other men.
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Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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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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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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