Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.

Quote by John Dryden

Topics: Love Quotes

Repentance is but want of power to sin.

Repentance is but want of power to sin.

War is the trade of Kings.

War is the trade of Kings.

Errors like straws upon the surface flow: Who would search for pearls must dive below

Errors like straws upon the surface flow: Who would search for pearls must dive below

Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.

Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.

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

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

The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes And gaping mouth, that testified surprise

The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes And gaping mouth, that testified surprise

To die is landing on some distant shore.

To die is landing on some distant shore.

And plenty makes us poor.

And plenty makes us poor.

And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.

And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered...

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered...

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

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

They that possess the prince possess the laws.

They that possess the prince possess the laws.

He [Shakespeare] was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the...

He [Shakespeare] was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the...

Great wits are sure to madness near allied - And thin partitions do their bounds...

Great wits are sure to madness near allied - And thin partitions do their bounds...

For, Heaven be thank'd, we live in such an age, when no man dies for...

For, Heaven be thank'd, we live in such an age, when no man dies for...

Love thou the rose, yet leave it on its stem.

Love thou the rose, yet leave it on its stem.

So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she...

So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she...

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

And there was no reason for them to be dancing the Peter Lake could see,...

And there was no reason for them to be dancing the Peter Lake could see,...

Dancing is a wonderful training for girls, it's the first way you learn to guess...

Dancing is a wonderful training for girls, it's the first way you learn to guess...