John Dryden Quotes

What precious drops are those, Which silently each other’s track pursue, Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?

Few know the use of life before ’tis past.

A happy genius is the gift of nature.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.

Pity only on fresh objects stays, but with the tedious sight of woes decays.

And that the Scriptures, though not everywhere Free from corruption, or entire, or clear, Are uncorrupt, sufficient, clear, entire In all things which our needful faith require.

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.

Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.

Love is love’s reward.

There is a proud modesty in merit.