English Statesman, Poet
"To doubt is an injury; to suspect a friend is breach of friendship; jealousy is a seed sown but in vicious minds; prone to distrust, because apt to deceive."
"'Tis sweet to love; but when with scorn we meet, revenge supplies the loss with joys as great."
"Tho' train'd in Arms, and learn'd in martial Arts, Thou choosest, not to conquer Men, but Hearts; Expecting Nations for thy Triumphs wait, But thou prefer'st the Name of Just to Great. So Jove suspends his subject World to Doom, Which, would he please to Thunder, he'd consume. O! could the Ghosts of mighty Heroes dead, Return on Earth, and quit th'Elysian Shade! Brutus to James would trust the Peoples Cause; Thy Justice is a stronger Guard than Laws. Marius and Sylla would resign to Thee, Nor Cæsar and great Pompey Rivals be; Or Rivals only, who should best obey, And Cato give his Voice for Regal Sway. "
"Happy the man, of mortals happiest he, whose quiet mind from vain desires is free; whom neither hopes deceive, nor fears torment, but lives at peace, within himself content; in thought, or act, accountable to none but to himself, and to the gods alone."
"Mankind, from Adam, have been women's fools; women, from Eve, have been the devil's tools: Heaven might have spar'd one torment when we fell; not left us women, or not threatened hell."
"O Love! thou bane of the most generous souls! Thou doubtful pleasure, and thou certain pain."
"Since truth and constancy are vain, since neither love, nor sense of pain, nor force of reason, can persuade, then let example be obey'd."
"The radiant sun sends from above ten thousand blessings down, nor is he set so high for show alone."
"The virtuous nothing fear but life with shame, and death's a pleasant road that leads to fame."
"Wycherley in his writings is the sharpest satirist of his time, but in his nature he has all the softness of the tenderest dispositions. In his writings he is severe, bold, undertaking; in his nature, gentle, modest, inoffensive."