I weigh the man, not his title; 'tis not the king's stamp can make the metal better

Quote by William Wycherley

Topics: Mankind Quotes

Women serve but to keep a man from better company.

Women serve but to keep a man from better company.

Go to your business, pleasure, whilst I go to my pleasure, business

Go to your business, pleasure, whilst I go to my pleasure, business

Next to the pleasure of finding a new mistress is that of being rid of...

Next to the pleasure of finding a new mistress is that of being rid of...

Women of quality are so civil, you can hardly distinguish love from good breeding.

Women of quality are so civil, you can hardly distinguish love from good breeding.

Marrying to increase love is like gaming to become rich; alas, you only lose what...

Marrying to increase love is like gaming to become rich; alas, you only lose what...

Poets, like whores, are only hated by each other

Poets, like whores, are only hated by each other

I have heard people eat most heartily of another man's meat, that is, what they...

I have heard people eat most heartily of another man's meat, that is, what they...

Wit is more necessary than beauty; and I think no young woman ugly that has...

Wit is more necessary than beauty; and I think no young woman ugly that has...

Come, for my part I will have only those glorious, manly pleasures of being very...

Come, for my part I will have only those glorious, manly pleasures of being very...

A mistress should be like a little country retreat near the town, not to dwell...

A mistress should be like a little country retreat near the town, not to dwell...

Go to your business, pleasure, whilst I go to my pleasure, business.

Go to your business, pleasure, whilst I go to my pleasure, business.

Your women of honor, as you call em, are only chary of their reputations, not...

Your women of honor, as you call em, are only chary of their reputations, not...

Mistresses are like books; if you pore upon them too much, they doze you and...

Mistresses are like books; if you pore upon them too much, they doze you and...

Hunger, revenge, to sleep are petty foes, But only death the jealous eyes can close.

Hunger, revenge, to sleep are petty foes, But only death the jealous eyes can close.

Bluster, sputter, question, cavil; but be sure your argument be intricate enough to confound the...

Bluster, sputter, question, cavil; but be sure your argument be intricate enough to confound the...

Poets, like whores, are only hated by each other.

Poets, like whores, are only hated by each other.

Poets, like friends to whom you are in debt, you hate.

Poets, like friends to whom you are in debt, you hate.

He's a fool that marries, but he's a greater that does not marry a fool;...

He's a fool that marries, but he's a greater that does not marry a fool;...