John Dryden Quotes
Most popular John Dryden Quotes
Love is love's reward.
The poetry of the foot.
War is the trade of kings.
All heiresses are beautiful.
Sweet is pleasure after pain.
Not to ask is not to be denied.
All delays are dangerous in war.
Possess your soul with patience.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
They conquer who believe they can.
Jealousy, the jaundice of the soul.
Self-defense is nature's eldest law.
None but the brave deserve the fair.
None but the brave deserves the fair.
They never pardon who commit the wrong.
They think too little who talk too much.
God never made his work for man to mend.
Men are but children of a larger growth.
For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
The lowest and most groveling kind of Wit.
All authors to their own defects are blind.
Genius must be born; it never can be taught.
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.
Better shun the bait than struggle in the snare.
Men and women are but children of a larger growth.
Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
As poetry is the harmony of words, so music is that of notes.
Friendship of itself a holy tie, is made more sacred by adversity.
Love did his reason blind, And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.
Can flowers but droop in absence of the sun, Which waked their sweets?
A very merry, dancing, drinking, laughing, quaffing, and unthinking time.
A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
Of all the tyrannies on human kind, the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
Present joys are more to flesh and blood, Than a dull prospect of a distant good.
For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
All objects lose by too familiar View, When that great Charm is gone of being New.
Fool, not to know that love endures no tie, and Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.
Oppose not rage while rage is in its force, but give it way awhile and let it waste.
When I consider Life, 'tis all a cheat; Yet, fool'd with hope, men favor the deceit.
Love reckons hours for months and days for years and every little absence is an age.
Great wits are sure to madness near allied; And thin partitions do their bonds divide.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, And thin partitions do their bounds divide.
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
How easy 'tis, when Destiny proves kind, with full-spread sails to run before the wind!
Truth is never to be expected from authors whose understanding is warped with enthusiasm.
Dreams are but interludes which fancy makes; When monarch Reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
Errors, like Straws, upon the surface flow; He who would search for Pearls must dive below.
Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
Science distinguishes a Man of Honor from one of those Athletic Brutes whom undeservedly we call Heroes.
We toss and turn about our feverish will, When all our ease must come by lying still: For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.