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• All delays are dangerous in war. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Tyrannic Love, Act i, Sc. 1
• Men are but children of a larger growth. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- All for Love, Act iv, Sc.
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• Far beyond all other pleasures, rarer than jewels or treasures, sweeter than grape from the vine.
  Yes! Yes! Greatest of pleasures! Coffee, coffee, how I love its flavor, and if you would win my favor, yes!...
• Love is love's reward. -- John Dryde
• Death in itself is nothing; but we fear To be we know not what, we know not where.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Aurengzebe, Act iv, Sc. 1...
• T is not for nothing that we life pursue; It pays our hopes with something still that 's new.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Aurengzebe, Act iv, Sc. 1...
• She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty, Grows cold even in the summer of her age.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Oedipus, Act iv, Sc. 1...
• Hit the nail on the head. -- John Fletcher (1576-1625) -- Love's Cure, Act ii, Sc. 1
• I find the medicine worse than the malady. -- John Fletcher (1576-1625) -- Love's Cure, Act iii, Sc.
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