John Dryden Quotes - Page 3

• John Dryden / Poet

The bravest men are subject most to chance.

• John Dryden / Poet

Whistling to keep myself from being afraid.

• John Dryden / Poet

None are so busy as the fool and the knave.

• John Dryden / Poet

All authors to their own defects are blind.

• John Dryden / Poet

With how much ease believe we what we wish!

• John Dryden / Poet

The first is the law, the last prerogative.

• John Dryden / Poet

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

• John Dryden / Poet

Imitators are but a servile kind of cattle.

• John Dryden / Poet

War seldom enters but where wealth allures.

• John Dryden / Poet

And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.

• John Dryden / Poet

Learn to write well, or not to write at all.

• John Dryden / Poet

Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.

• John Dryden / Poet

He made all countries where he came his own.

• John Dryden / Poet

Reason saw not, till Faith sprung the Light.

• John Dryden / Poet

All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.

• John Dryden / Poet

My right eye itches, some good luck is near.

• John Dryden / Poet

Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.

• John Dryden / Poet

Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.

• John Dryden / Poet

Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.

• John Dryden / Poet

Ev'n wit's a burthen, when it talks too long.

• John Dryden / Poet

Ill writers are usually the sharpest censors.

• John Dryden / Poet

Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck.

• John Dryden / Poet

The greater part performed achieves the less.

• John Dryden / Poet

If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!

• John Dryden / Poet

Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?

• John Dryden / Poet

Genius must be born, and never can be taught.

• John Dryden / Poet

Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.

• John Dryden / Poet

Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.

• John Dryden / Poet

As one that neither seeks, nor shuns his foe.

• John Dryden / Poet

Ye moon and stars, bear witness to the truth.

• John Dryden / Poet

The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms.

• John Dryden / Poet

And, dying, bless the hand that gave the blow.

• John Dryden / Poet

The Jews, a headstrong, moody, murmuring race.

• John Dryden / Poet

They first condemn that first advised the ill.

• John Dryden / Poet

Ill news is wing'd with fate, and flies apace.

• John Dryden / Poet

Swift was the race, but short the time to run.

• John Dryden / Poet

They that possess the prince possess the laws.

• John Dryden / Poet

For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.

• John Dryden / Poet

Accurst ambition, how dearly I have bought you.

• John Dryden / Poet

New vows to plight, and plighted vows to break.

• John Dryden / Poet

A thing well said will be wit in all languages.

• John Dryden / Poet

When Misfortune is asleep, let no one wake her.

• John Dryden / Poet

He who would search for pearls must dive below.

• John Dryden / Poet

Sure there's contagion in the tears of friends.

• John Dryden / Poet

Humility and resignation are our prime virtues.

• John Dryden / Poet

Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.

• John Dryden / Poet

Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.

• John Dryden / Poet

I never saw any good that came of telling truth.

• John Dryden / Poet

Interest makes all seem reason that leads to it.

• John Dryden / Poet

But dying is a pleasure / When living is a pain.