Death in itself is nothing but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where. – John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. – John Dryden

Death in itself is nothing but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where. – John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. – John Dryden
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit. – John Dryden
Pains of love be sweeter far than all the other pleasures are. – John Dryden