What, 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 DRYDENReason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness.
More John Dryden Quotes
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If thou dost still retain the same ill habits, the same follies, too, still thou art bound to vice, and still a slave.
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They that possess the prince possess the laws.
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But love’s a malady without a cure.
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Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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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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Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
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But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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Presence of mind and courage in distress, Are more than arrives to procure success?
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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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The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
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Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
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All authors to their own defects are blind.
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Parting is worse than death; it is death of love!
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Love is not in our choice but in our fate.
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O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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And plenty makes us poor.
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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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Keen appetite And quick digestion wait on you and yours.
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Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.
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Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
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As one that neither seeks, nor shuns his foe.
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At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
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The winds are out of breath.
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But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
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Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.
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Truth is the foundation of all knowledge and the cement of all societies.
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