For present joys are more to flesh and blood than a dull prospect of a distant good. – John Dryden
So over violent, or over civil that every man with him was God or Devil. – John Dryden

For present joys are more to flesh and blood than a dull prospect of a distant good. – John Dryden
So over violent, or over civil that every man with him was God or Devil. – John Dryden
Death in itself is nothing but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where. – John Dryden