John Dryden

“If others in the same Glass better see 'Tis for Themselves they look, but not for me: For my Salvation must its Doom receive Not from what others, but what I believe.”

“Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like autumn fruit that mellowed long — Even wondered at, because he dropped no sooner. Fate seemed to wind him up for fourscore years, Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more; Till like a clock worn out with eating time, The wheels of weary life at last stood still.”

“The winds that never moderation knew,Afraid to blow too much, too faintly blew;Or out of breath with joy, could not enlarge Their straighten'd lungs or conscious of their charge.”

“Where'e're I go, my Soul shall stay with thee:'Tis but my Shadow I take away...”

“For you may palm upon us new for old:All, as they say, that glitters, is not gold.”

“Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.”

“Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense,But good men starve for want of impudence.”

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

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

“Welcome, thou kind deceiver!Thou best of thieves: who, with an easy key,Dost open life, and, unperceived by us,Even steal us from ourselves.”

“I am sore wounded but not slainI will lay me down and bleed a whileAnd then rise up to fight again”

“None are so busy as the fool and knave.”

“Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail, Our lion now will foreign foes assail.”

“I strongly wish for what I faintly hope; like the daydreams of melancholy men, I think and think in things impossible, yet love to wander in that golden maze.”

“When I consider Life, 'tis all a cheat;Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit;Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay:To-morrow's falser than the former day;Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blestWith some new joys, cuts off what we possesst.”

“Whatever is, is in its causes just;But purblind manSees but a part o' th' chain; the nearest link;His eyes not carrying to that equal beamThat poises all above.”

“Those who write ill, and they who ne'er durst write,Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.”

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

“Order is the greatest grace”

“Look round the habitable world, how fewKnow their own good, or, knowing it, pursue!”

“Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck.”

“Secret guilt is by silence revealed.”

“Love is a passion which kindles honor into noble acts.”

“For whatsoe'er their sufferings were before,That change they covet makes them suffer more.All other errors but disturb a state;But innovation is the blow of fate.”

“We first make our habits, then our habits make us.”

“Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow; He who would search for pearls, must dive below.”

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

“Dancing is the poetry of the foot.”

“Night came, but unattended with repose.Alone she came, no sleep their eyes to close.Alone and black she came; no friendly stars arose.”

“Beware the fury of a patient man.”

“It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.”

“…So when the last and dreadful hourThis crumbling pageant shall devour,The trumpet shall be heard on high,The dead shall live, the living die,And Music shall untune the sky”

“Better shun the bait, than struggle in the snare. ”

“Great wits are to madness near alliedAnd thin partitions do their bounds divide.”

“Hati-hati terhadap kemarahan orang yang penyabar.”

“Love is love's reward.”

“Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call today his own: He who, secure within, can say, Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.”