John Dryden Quotes

Order is the shape upon which beauty depends.

Let your watchword be order and your beacon beauty.

It is the harmony of the diverse parts, their symmetry, their happy balance; in a word it is all that introduces order, all that gives unity, that permits us to see clearly and to comprehend at once both the ensemble and the details.

So every creative act strives to attain an absolute status; it longs to create a world of beauty to triumph over chaos and convert it to order.

Symmetry, as wide or as narrow as you may define its meaning, is one idea by which man through the ages has tried to comprehend and create order, beauty and perfection.

Order is the sanity of the mind, the health of the body, the peace of the city, the security of the state. Like beams in a house or bones to a body, so is order to all things.

It is proportion that beautifies everything, the whole universe consists of it, and music is measured by it.

When something is beautiful in math, everything is just perfectly lined up, and you see through sheer thought that something really beautiful can take place.

Nature is perfect.

The principle of subordination is the great bond of union and harmony through the universe.

Now equilibrium is the very opposite of disorder.

Beauty: the adjustment of all parts proportionately so that one cannot add or subtract or change without impairing the harmony of the whole.

The essence of the beautiful is unity in variety.

The aim of art is to understand and establish order, which is another form of beauty.

Do you see O my brothers and sisters? It is not chaos or death, it is form, union, plan, it is eternal life, it is happiness.

The world is knowable, harmonious, and good.

Geometry is the archetype of the beauty of the world.

Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.

There is music wherever there is harmony, order, or proportion.

I am a person who believes in form, in the harmony of order. Where we can, we must give things a meaningful shape.

Reality favors symmetry.

There is no beauty without order.

Reality is partial to symmetry and slight anachronisms

Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain Here earth and water seem to strive again, Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.

Everything has a place and time.