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Poets, like friends to whom you are in debt, you hate.
William Wycherley
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Hunger, revenge, to sleep are petty foes, But only death the jealous eyes can close.
William Wycherley
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Grief is so far from retrieving a loss that it makes it greater; but the way to lessen it is by a comparison with others' losses.
William Wycherley
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Mistresses are like books; if you pore upon them too much, they doze you and make you unfit for company; but if used discreetly, you are the fitter for conversation by em.
William Wycherley
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Your women of honor, as you call 'em , are only chary of their reputations, not their persons, and 'tis scandal they would avoid, not men.
William Wycherley
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Wine gives you liberty, love takes it away.
William Wycherley
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Charity and good-nature give a sanction to the most common actions; and pride and ill-nature make our best virtues despicable.
William Wycherley
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But methings wit is more necessary than beauty; and I think no young woman ugly that has it, and no handsome woman agreeable without it
William Wycherley
