What did John Dryden mean by: He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew. John Dryden Poet · England Copy
+ The perverseness of my fate is such that he’s not mine because he’s mine too much. Author, January 11, 2024January 6, 2025, John Dryden, Fate, Ownership, Paradox, 0 John Dryden Poet · England
+ Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends. Author, October 4, 2023January 2, 2025, John Dryden, Connection, Emotion, Friendship, 0 John Dryden Poet · England
+ To die is landing on some distant shore. Author, June 29, 2023January 2, 2025, John Dryden, Death, Rebirth, Transition, 0 John Dryden Poet · England
+ Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past. Author, January 11, 2024January 6, 2025, John Dryden, Reflection., Speed, Time, 0 John Dryden Poet · England
+ Parting is worse than death; it is death of love! Author, October 2, 2023January 2, 2025, John Dryden, Loss, Love, Separation, 0 John Dryden Poet · England
+ For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss. Author, September 2, 2023January 2, 2025, John Dryden, Art, Error, Nature, 0 John Dryden Poet · England
+ Joy rul’d the day, and Love the night. Author, July 20, 2023January 2, 2025, John Dryden, Joy, Love, 0 John Dryden Poet · England
+ Sweet is pleasure after pain. Author, August 22, 2023January 2, 2025, John Dryden, Pain, Pleasure, Sweetness, 0 John Dryden Poet · England
The Holy Spirit speaks many languages; among them the languages of art in all its forms. Frank Griswold
Advanced Buddhist Yoga is the art of altering your karmic patterns. Read explanation Frederick Lenz Philosopher · USA
