John Dryden - Quotes

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Words are but pictures of our thoughts.

Words are but pictures of our thoughts.

For they conquer who believe they can.

For they conquer who believe they can.

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. ---->>>

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.

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.

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

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

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

Beware the fury of a patient man.

Beware the fury of a patient man.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

He who would search for pearls must dive below. ---->>>

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

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

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. ---->>>

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

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

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

Love is not in our choice but in our fate. ---->>>

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

Love is love's reward. ---->>>

But love's a malady without a cure. ---->>>

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.

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.

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

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

And love's the noblest frailty of the mind. ---->>>

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

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

Self-defence is Nature's eldest law.

Self-defence is Nature's eldest law.

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

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

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

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. ---->>>

And plenty makes us poor.

And plenty makes us poor.

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

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

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

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. ---->>>

War is the trade of Kings. ---->>>

Successful crimes alone are justified. ---->>>

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

Either be wholly slaves or wholly free. ---->>>

Even victors are by victories undone. ---->>>

Genius must be born, and never can be taught. ---->>>

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

Honor is but an empty bubble. ---->>>

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

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

Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today. ---->>>

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

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

God never made His work for man to mend. ---->>>

Never was patriot yet, but was a fool. ---->>>

To die is landing on some distant shore. ---->>>

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

What passions cannot music raise or quell? ---->>>

All heiresses are beautiful. ---->>>

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

The first is the law, the last prerogative. ---->>>

They that possess the prince possess the laws. ---->>>

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. ---->>>

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! ---->>>

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

All objects lose by too familiar a view. ---->>>

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

Repentance is but want of power to sin. ---->>>

Biography

Nationality: English
Born: August 19, 1631
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Die: May 12, 1700
Occupation: Poet
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John Dryden (; 19 August [O.S. 9 August] 1631 – 12 May [O.S. 1 May] 1700) was an English poet, literary critic, translator, and playwright who was made England's first Poet Laureate in 1668. He is seen as dominating the literary life of Restoration England to such a point that the period came to be known in literary circles as the Age of Dryden (wikipedia)