John Dryden Quotes - Page 3
Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes; When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
To die for faction is a common evil, But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.
Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph make atheists of mankind.
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
Nor is the people's judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
Time and death shall depart and say in flying Love has found out a way to live, by dying.
Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.