When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.
Quote by John Dryden
Beware the fury of a patient man.
They that possess the prince possess the laws.
The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes And gaping mouth, that testified surprise
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
By viewing Nature, Nature's handmaid, art, makes mighty things from small beginnings grow.
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we...
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
Thou strong seducer, Opportunity!
There is a pleasure in being mad which none but madmen know.
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs...
Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath...
All heiresses are beautiful
He loved me well: so well he could but die - To show he loved...
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an...
Successful crimes alone are justified.
Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from...
Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was...
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may...
Look around the inhabited world; how few know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.