Woman's honor is nice as ermine; it will not bear a soil.

Quote by John Dryden

Topics: Men And Women Quotes

Every age has a kind of universal genius, which includes those that live in it...

Every age has a kind of universal genius, which includes those that live in it...

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.

By viewing Nature, Nature's handmaid, art, makes mighty things from small beginnings grow.

By viewing Nature, Nature's handmaid, art, makes mighty things from small beginnings grow.

All, all of a piece throughout; Thy chase had a beast in view; Thy wars...

All, all of a piece throughout; Thy chase had a beast in view; Thy wars...

The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides...

The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides...

For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.

For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.

Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may...

Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may...

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...

It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.

It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is, with thoughts of what may...

Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is, with thoughts of what may...

Confidence is the feeling we have before knowing all the facts

Confidence is the feeling we have before knowing all the facts

Honor is but an empty bubble.

Honor is but an empty bubble.

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

War, he sung, is toil and trouble; honour but an empty bubble.

War, he sung, is toil and trouble; honour but an empty bubble.

What passions cannot music raise or quell?

What passions cannot music raise or quell?

He who would search for pearls must dive below.

He who would search for pearls must dive below.

Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from...

Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from...

Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath...

Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath...

To die is landing on some distant shore.

To die is landing on some distant shore.