Quotes By John Dryden

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

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

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

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

They that possess the prince possess the laws.

God never made His work for man to mend.

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

Even victors are by victories undone.

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

Honor is but an empty bubble.

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.

Repentance is but want of power to sin.

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

Love is love's reward.

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

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

And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.

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

What passions cannot music raise or quell?

All objects lose by too familiar a view.

Genius must be born, and never can be taught.

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.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.