JOHN DRYDEN

Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.

To die is landing on some distant shore.

Either be wholly slaves or wholly free.

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

It is madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because by herself she is nothing and is ruled by prudence.

He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.

Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.

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

He who would search for pearls must dive below.

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

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

We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.

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.

Honor is but an empty bubble.

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.

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

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

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

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

Shame on the body for breaking down while the spirit perseveres.

Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.

The first is the law, the last prerogative.

For they conquer who believe they can.

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

Love is love's reward.