We find few historians who have been diligent enough in their search for truth; it is their common method to take on… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Truth is never to be expected from authors whose understanding is warped with enthusiasm. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen. — John Dryden Copy Share 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… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Death only this mysterious truth unfolds, The mighty soul how small a body holds. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Imitation pleases, because it affords matter for inquiring into the truth or falsehood of imitation, by comparing its likeness or unlikeness with… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
not judging truth to be in nature better than falsehood, but setting a value upon both according to interest. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
We find few historians who have been diligent enough in their search for truth; it is their common method to take on trust what… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
To take up half on trust, and half to try, Name it not faith but bungling bigotry. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
And after hearing what our Church can say, If still our reason runs another way, That private reason 'tis more just to curb, Than… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
A coward is the kindest animal; 'Tis the most forgiving creature in a fight. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Men's virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes. — John Dryden Copy Share Image