William Congreve
» Anger » “Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.”
» Colleges and Universities » “‘Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.”
» Conversation » “I find we are growing serious, and then we are in great danger of being dull.”
» Critics and Criticism » “In my conscience I believe the baggage loves me, for she never speaks well of me herself, nor suffers any body else to rail at me.”
» Gossip » “They come together like the Coroner’s Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week.”
» Inspiration » “Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study.”
» Joy » “Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life.”
» Love » “If there’s delight in love, ‘Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.”
» Marriage » “Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.”
» Music » “Music has charms to soothe the savage beast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.”
» Rewards » “Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds.”
» Secrets » “I know that’s a secret, for it’s whispered everywhere.”
» Sincerity » “A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty.”
