Quote

Politicians neither love nor hate.

John Dryden

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

John Dryden
Age: 68 †
Born: 1631
Born: August 7
Died: 1700
Died: May 12
Hymnwriter
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Translator
Aldwincle
Northamptonshire
Neither
Politician
Hate
Love
Politicians

More quotes by John Dryden

Image
Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.
John Dryden
Image
Good sense and good nature are never separated and good nature is the product of right reason.
John Dryden
Image
Secret guilt by silence is betrayed.
John Dryden
Image
Virgil, above all poets, had a stock which I may call almost inexhaustible, of figurative, elegant, and sounding words.
John Dryden
Image
The propriety of thoughts and words, which are the hidden beauties of a play, are but confusedly judged in the vehemence of action.
John Dryden
Image
One cannot say he wanted wit, but rather that he was frugal of it.
John Dryden
Image
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
John Dryden
Image
We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
John Dryden
Image
Want is a bitter and a hateful good, Because its virtues are not understood Yet many things, impossible to thought, Have been by need to full perfection brought. The daring of the soul proceeds from thence, Sharpness of wit, and active diligence Prudence at once, and fortitude it gives And, if in patience taken, mends our lives.
John Dryden
Image
They think too little who talk too much.
John Dryden
Image
For what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?
John Dryden
Image
Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.
John Dryden
Image
The elephant is never won by anger nor must that man who would reclaim a lion take him by the teeth.
John Dryden
Image
The perverseness of my fate is such that he's not mine because he's mine too much.
John Dryden
Image
The longest tyranny that ever sway'd Was that wherein our ancestors betray'd Their free-born reason to the Stagirite [Aristotle], And made his torch their universal light. So truth, while only one suppli'd the state, Grew scarce, and dear, and yet sophisticate.
John Dryden
Image
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
John Dryden
Image
Since every man who lives is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity, With equal mind, what happens, let us bear, Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims to the' appointed place we tend The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.
John Dryden
Image
Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
John Dryden
Image
The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
John Dryden
Image
Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
John Dryden