John Dryden

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

All heiresses are beautiful.
John Dryden

All objects lose by too familiar a view.
John Dryden

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

And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.
John Dryden

And plenty makes us poor.
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

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

Beware the fury of a patient man.
John Dryden

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
John Dryden

But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
John Dryden

But love's a malady without a cure.
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

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
John Dryden

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

Either be wholly slaves or wholly free.
John Dryden

Even victors are by victories undone.
John Dryden

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
John Dryden

For they conquer who believe they can.
John Dryden

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

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