John Dryden Quotes
Since ev’ry man who lives is born to die,And none can boast sincere felicity,With equal mind, what happens, let us bear,Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care.Like pilgrims, to th' appointed place we tend;The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.
John Dryden
Quotes to Explore
I build community. However, I do it wearing a number of hats.
Cameron Sinclair
Republicans many times can't get the words 'equality of opportunity' out of their mouths. Their lips do not form that way.
Jack Kemp
If I should say anything that is not in conformity with what is held by the Holy Roman Catholic Church, it will be through ignorance and not through malice. This may be taken as certain, and also that, through God's goodness, I am, and shall always be, as I always have been, subject to her.
Saint Teresa of Avila
While children are struggling to be unique, the world around them is trying all means to make them look like everybody else.
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
Warren Beatty once told me that if someone's really stuck on you, find them their next boyfriend. But I could never do that.
Val Kilmer
The progress of India is the destiny of one-sixth of humanity. And it will also mean a world more confident of its prosperity and more secure about its future.
Narendra Modi
The type of mind that can understand good fiction is not necessarily the educated mind, but it is at all times the kind of mind that is willing to have its sense of mystery deepened by contact with reality, and its sense of reality deepened by contact with mystery.
Flannery O'Connor
As you get older, you learn there are some things out of your control.
Joe Mauer
He who would not be idle, let him fall in love.
Ovid
Oh, yes, I taught 13 and a half years. I taught English, first at a Catholic school and then at El Toro High School in Lake Forest, Calif.
Elizabeth George
Since ev’ry man who lives is born to die,And none can boast sincere felicity,With equal mind, what happens, let us bear,Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care.Like pilgrims, to th' appointed place we tend;The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.
John Dryden