"Dead we become the lumber of the world."

“John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester by Ealasaid A.Haas”

“If you have a grateful heart , show it by directing the bearer to the best wine in town, and pray let not this highest point of sacred friendship be performed slightly, but go about it with all due deliberation and care, as holy priests to sacrifice, or as discreet thieves to the wary performance of burglary and shop-lifting. Let your well-discerning palate travel from cellar to cellar and then from piece to piece till it has lighted on wine fit for its noble choice and my approbation.”

“Before I got married I had six theories about bringing up children; now I have six children and no theories.”

“A merry monarch, scandalous and poor.”

“Samples of John Wilmot's bawdy poetry at Pornokrates”