Beware the fury of a patient man.

Quote by John Dryden

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Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.

For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.

None but the brave deserves the fair.

None but the brave deserves the fair.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

There's a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times...

There's a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times...

Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, but good men starve for want of...

Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, but good men starve for want of...

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; And every little absence is an...

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; And every little absence is an...

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

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

Confidence is the feeling we have before knowing all the facts

Confidence is the feeling we have before knowing all the facts

Genius must be born, and never can be taught.

Genius must be born, and never can be taught.

Love is love's reward.

Love is love's reward.

Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery...

Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery...

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

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

Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate...

Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate...

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was...

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was...

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

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

For they conquer who believe they can.

For they conquer who believe they can.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

War is the trade of Kings.

War is the trade of Kings.

And plenty makes us poor.

And plenty makes us poor.