John Wilmot

Before I married, I had three theories about raising children and no children. Now, I have three children and no theories.

God bless our good and gracious King, Whose promise none relies on; Who never said a foolish thing, Nor ever did a wise one.

It is a very good world to live in, To lend or to spend, or to live in; but to beg or to borrow, or to get a man's own, It is the very worst world that ever was known.

I shall never forgive you for teaching me how to love life.

Love, the most generous passion of the mind _x000D_ The softest refuge innocence can find

Man differs more from man than man from beast

For Hell and the foul fiend that rules_x000D_ God's everlasting fiery jails_x000D_ (Devised by rogues, dreaded by fools),_x000D_ With his grim, grisly dog that keeps the door,_x000D_ Are senseless stories, idle tales,_x000D_ Dreams, whimseys, and no more.

Since 'tis Nature's law to change, Constancy alone is strange.