Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds. John Dryden More Quotes by John Dryden More Quotes From John Dryden Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands. John Dryden land winter wings All delays are dangerous in war. John Dryden delay danger war Imitators are but a servile kind of cattle. John Dryden cattle imitation kind Imitation pleases, because it affords matter for inquiring into the truth or falsehood of imitation, by comparing its likeness or unlikeness with the original. John Dryden inquiring imitation matter All objects lose by too familiar a view. John Dryden familiar literature views If by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, 'tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong; their judgment is a mere lottery. John Dryden understanding people thinking For my part, I can compare her (a gossip) to nothing but the sun; for, like him, she knows no rest, nor ever sets in one place but to rise in another. John Dryden compare gossip sun So over violent, or over civil that every man with him was God or Devil. John Dryden devil god men There is a proud modesty in merit. John Dryden modesty merit proud Want is a bitter and a hateful good, John Dryden taken perfection giving Such subtle Covenants shall be made,Till Peace it self is War in Masquerade. John Dryden self war peace Heroic poetry has ever been esteemed the greatest work of human nature. John Dryden heroic human-nature poetry Pleasure never comes sincere to man; but lent by heaven upon hard usury. John Dryden usury men heaven To so perverse a sex all grace is vain. John Dryden vain grace sex The perverseness of my fate is such that he's not mine because he's mine too much. John Dryden mines fate too-much Repentance is but want of power to sin. John Dryden sin power want Pity melts the mind to love. John Dryden love-life mind life Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss. John Dryden sin vices loss It's a hard world, neighbors, if a man's oath must be his master. John Dryden neighbor men world He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him. John Dryden victory poet would-be
