William Wycherley Quotes
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I have heard people eat most heartily of another man's meat, that is, what they do not pay for.
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Good fellowship and friendship are lasting, rational and manly pleasures.
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Temperance is the nurse of chastity.
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I love to be envied, and would not marry a wife that I alone could love; loving alone is as dull as eating alone.
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A mistress should be like a little country retreat near the town, not to dwell in constantly, but only for a night and away.
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Next to the pleasure of finding a new mistress is that of being rid of an old one.
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A good name is seldom got by giving it oneself.
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Necessity, mother of invention.
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Drinking with women is as unnatural as scolding with 'em.
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I weigh the man, not his title; 'tis not the king's stamp can make the metal better.
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Ceremony and great professing renders friendship as much suspect as it does religion.
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He's a fool that marries; but he's a greater fool that does not marry a fool.
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As wit is too hard for power in council, so power is too hard for wit in action.
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Marrying to increase love is like gaming to become rich; alas, you only lose what little stock you had before.
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Women of quality are so civil, you can hardly distinguish love from good breeding.
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Come, for my part I will have only those glorious, manly pleasures of being very drunk, and very slovenly.
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Poets, like whores, are only hated by each other.
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Wit has as few true judges as painting.
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Poetry in love is no more to be avoided than jealousy.
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Thy books should, like thy friends, not many be/Yet such wherein men may thy judgment see.
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Conversation augments pleasure and diminishes pain by our having shares in either; for silent woes are greatest, as silent satisfaction leas; since sometimes our pleasure would be none but for telling of it, and our grief insupportable but for participation.
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A beauty masked, like the sun in eclipse, gathers together more gazers than if it shined out.
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Poets, like friends to whom you are in debt, you hate.
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Hunger, revenge, to sleep are petty foes, But only death the jealous eyes can close.