John Dryden

Great wits are sure to madness near allied; And thin partitions do their bonds divide.

There is a pleasure in being mad which none but madmen know.

Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.

Time, place, and action may with pains be wrought, but genius must be born; and never can be taught.

She feared no danger, for she knew no sin.

Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.

Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today.

By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.

All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.

They that possess the prince possess the laws.

Fortune confounds the wise And when they least expect it turns the dice.

All heiresses are beautiful.

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.

It is madness to make fortune the mistress of events because by herself she is nothing and is ruled by prudence.

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.

It is madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because by herself she is nothing and is ruled by prudence.

Either be wholly slaves or wholly free.

Like pilgrims to the appointed place we tend; The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.

All delays are dangerous in war.

The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.

And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.

The first is the law, the last prerogative.

Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.

Humility and resignation are our prime virtues.

For mysterious things of faith rely on the proponent Heavens authority.

There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.

Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.

Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate is most concealed. A busy person would find their sorrows much more; if future fortunes were known before!

When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.

Interest makes all seem reason that leads to it.

A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.

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.

All empire is no more than power in trust.

Great wits are to madness near allied And thin partitions do their bounds divide

The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.

If you have lived, take thankfully the past.

Successful crimes alone are justified.

The elephant is never won by anger nor must that man who would reclaim a lion take him by the teeth.

Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.

Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail our lion now will foreign foes assail.

Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

What judgment I had increases rather than diminishes; and thoughts, such as they are, come crowding in so fast upon me, that my only difficulty is to choose or reject; to run them into verse or to give them the other harmony of prose.

For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.

The worlds an inn and death the journeys end.

Self defense is Natures eldest law.

God never made His work for man to mend.

Words are but pictures of our thoughts.

All authors to their own defects are blind.

Pains of love be sweeter far than all the other pleasures are.

Genius must be born, and never can be taught.

Let cheerfulness on happy fortune wait.

Self-defence is Nature's eldest law.

He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.

Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck.

Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.

Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.

The commendation of adversaries is the greatest triumph of a writer, because it never comes unless extorted.

But love's a malady without a cure.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

He who would search for pearls must dive below.

Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.

Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.

Great wits are sure to madness near allied And thin partitions do their bonds divide.

If you be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed the deeper they burn.

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.

For they conquer who believe they can.

Honor is but an empty bubble.

Love is love's reward.

Shame on the body for breaking down while the spirit perseveres.

Even victors are by victories undone.

Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.

But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.

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.

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.

To die is landing on some distant shore.

Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.

For danger levels man and brute And all are fellows in their need.

And plenty makes us poor.

The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.

War is the trade of Kings.

Kings fight for empires madmen for applause.

We first make our habits and then our habits make us.

Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck, 'Tis fatal to thy fame and to thy neck.

Such subtle covenants shall be made, 'til peace itself is war in masquerade.

Look around the inhabited world; how few know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.

What passions cannot music raise or quell?

The winds that never moderation knew, Afraid to blow too much, too faintly blew; Or out of breath with joy, could not enlarge Their straighten'd lungs or conscious of their charge.

He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.

Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.

A mob is the scum that rises up most when the nation boils.

The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless lovers.

Repentance is but want of power to sin.

All objects lose by too familiar a view.

You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the water.

Beware the fury of a patient man.