John Dryden
Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
Beware of the fury of the patient man.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes...Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behindRush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
The conscience of a people is their power.
Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have lived today.
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
Better shun the bait, than struggle in the snare.
Love is love's reward.
Happy the man, and happy he alone,He, who can call to-day his own:He who, secure within, can say,To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
But far more numerous was the herd of such,Who think too little and who talk too much.
We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
They think too little who talk too much.
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.
None are so busy as the fool and knave.