John Dryden Quotes
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When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
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Drinking is the soldier’s pleasure;Rich the treasure;Sweet the pleasure;Sweet is pleasure after pain.
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There is a pleasure in being mad which none but madmen know.
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In friendship false, implacable in hate,Resolved to ruin or to rule the state.
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Give, you gods, Give to your boy, your Caesar, The rattle of a globe to play withal, This gewgaw world, and put him cheaply off; I'll not be pleased with less than Cleopatra.
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Here lies my wife:here let her lie!Now she's at rest, and so am I.
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All things are hush'd, as Nature's self lay dead,The Mountains seem to nod their drowsy head;The little Birds in dreams their Songs repeat,And sleeping Flowers, beneath the night-dew sweat;Even Lust and Envy sleep.
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Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
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Honor is but an empty bubble.
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Endure the hardships of your present state,Live, and reserve yourselves for better fate.
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Burn daylight.
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The fool of nature stood with stupid eyesAnd gaping mouth, that testified surprise.
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So over violent, or over civil,That every man with him was God or Devil.
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Music is inarticulate poesy.
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And heaven had wanted one immortal song.But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand,And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.
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Love is love's reward.
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Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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Be fair, or foul, or rain, or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power;But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
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She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty,Grows cold even in the summer of her age.
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The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.