The world is made up, for the most part, of fools and knaves, both irreconcileable foes to truth.
"Letter to Mr. Clifford, on his Human Reason"; cited from The Works of His Grace, George Villiers, the Duke of Buckingham (London: T. Evans, 1770) vol. 2, p. 105.
Variant (modernized spelling): The world is made up, for the most part, of fools and knaves, both irreconcilable foes to truth.
She that would raise a noble love must find
Ways to beget a passion for her mind; She must be that which she to the world would seem,
For all true love is grounded on esteem:
Plainness and truth gain more a generous heart
Than all the crooked subtleties of art.
"To His Mistress", cited from The Works of His Grace, George Villiers, the Duke of Buckingham (London: T. Evans, 1770) vol. 2, p. 138.
The world's a wood, in which all lose their way,
Though by a different path each goes astray.
"A Satyr upon the Follies of the Men of the Age", line 109; cited from The Works of His Grace, George Villiers, the Duke of Buckingham (London: T. Evans, 1770) vol. 2, p. 156
Methinks, I see the wanton houres flee,
And as they passe, turne back and laugh at me.
As quoted in The Encyclopædia Britannica (1910)
O! what a prodigal have I been of that most valuable of all possessions — Time!
Last recorded words, as quoted in The Encyclopædia Britannica (1910)
Quotations from The Rehearsal are cited from Simon Trussler (ed.) Burlesque Plays of the Eighteenth Century (London: Oxford University Press, 1969).
We might well call this short Mock-play of ours
A Posie made of Weeds instead of Flowers;
Yet such have been presented to your noses,
And there are such, I fear, who thought 'em Roses.
Our Poets make us laugh at Tragœdy,
And with their Comoedies they make us cry.
Why, Sir, when I have anything to invent, I never trouble my head about it, as other men do; but presently turn over this Book, and there I have, at one view, all that Perseus, Montaigne, Seneca's Tragedies, Horace, Juvenal, Claudian, Pliny, Plutarch's lives, and the rest, have ever thought upon this subject: and so, in a trice, by leaving out a few words, or putting in others of my own, the business is done.
Bayes, Act I, sc. i
All these threatening storms, which, like impregnate Clouds, hover o'er our heads, will (when they once are grasp'd but by the eye of reason) melt into fruitful showers of blessings on the people.
Physician, Act II, sc. i
What a Devil is the Plot good for, but to bring in fine things?
Quotations from Buckingham's commonplace book are cited from Robert D. Hume and Harold Love (eds.) Plays, Poems, and Miscellaneous Writings Associated with George Villiers, Second Duke of Buckingham (Oxford: Oxford University Press, 2007), vol. 2.
Kisses are but like sands of gold and silver, found upon the ground which are not worth much themselves but as they promise a mine near too be dig'd.
There are few have Dana's fortune, to have God and gold togather.
Often misquoted as "How few, like Daniel, have God and gold together".
A mans fame and hayre grow most after death, and are both equally uselesse.
These lines are used almost unaltered ("holds" becoming "does hold") in Act III, sc. ii of Buckingham's The Restauration, an adaptation of Philaster. They appear with an attribution to Buckingham in many 19th century collections of quotations, e.g. Henry George BohnA Dictionary of Quotations from the English Poets (1867) p. 63, and hence also on several quotation websites.
A man so various, that he seemed to be
Not one, but all mankind's epitome:
Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong;
Was everything by starts, and nothing long;
But, in the course of one revolving moon,
Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon. …
Beggar'd by fools, whom still he found too late,
He had his jest, but they had his estate.
Buckingham was a sated man of pleasure, who had turned to ambition as a pastime. As he had tried to amuse himself with architecture and music, with writing farces and with seeking for the philosopher's stone, so he now tried to amuse himself with a secret negotiation and a Dutch war.