John Dryden

God never made His work for man to mend.

God never made His work for man to mend.

Ill fortune seldom comes alone.

Ill fortune seldom comes alone.

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they read more

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.

There are only two truly infinite things, the universe and
stupidity. And I am unsure about the universe.

There are only two truly infinite things, the universe and
stupidity. And I am unsure about the universe.

Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting
different results.

Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting
different results.