QuotesTemple
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
John Dryden
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.
John Dryden
Successful crimes alone are justified.
John Dryden
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
John Dryden
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.
John Dryden
The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
John Dryden
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.
John Dryden
Death in itself is nothing but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
John Dryden
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.
John Dryden
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
John Dryden
He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
John Dryden
Death in itself is nothing but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
John Dryden
Forgiveness to the injured does belong but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.
John Dryden
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!
John Dryden
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
John Dryden
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
John Dryden
Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.
John Dryden
Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
John Dryden
Love is love's reward.
John Dryden
But love's a malady without a cure.
John Dryden
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.
John Dryden
Beware the fury of a patient man.
John Dryden
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
John Dryden
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
John Dryden
War is the trade of Kings.
John Dryden