Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son. – John Dryden
If you be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams – the more they are condensed the deeper they burn. – John Dryden
Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun. – John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. – John Dryden
You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the water. – John Dryden
Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue. – John Dryden
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit. – John Dryden