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Danh ngôn của John Dryden (Sứ mệnh: 9)

Beware the fury of a patient man.
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
Love is love's reward.
The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
And plenty makes us poor.
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
Successful crimes alone are justified.
Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.
But love's a malady without a cure.
Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
Self-defence is Nature's eldest law.
War is the trade of Kings.