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William Congreve [1670-1729] English

Rank: 101
Poet, Playwright

William Congreve was an English playwright and poet.

Anger, Beauty, Love, Courage, Dating, Fear, Learning, Marriage, Music, Romantic, Wisdom

Quote	Tags	Rank
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.	Anger, Love	101
A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make sure of one.		102
Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing.		103
If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.		104
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.	Music	105
Beauty is the lover's gift.	Beauty, Romantic	106
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.	Dating, Marriage	107
Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.		108
Say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved.	Love	109
A little disdain is not amiss; a little scorn is alluring.		110
He who closes his ears to the views of others shows little confidence in the integrity of his own views.		111
Fear comes from uncertainty. When we are absolutely certain, whether of our worth or worthlessness, we are almost impervious to fear.	Fear	112
You are a woman: you must never speak what you think; your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.		113
Wit must be foiled by wit: cut a diamond with a diamond.		114
No, I'm no enemy to learning; it hurts not me.	Learning	115
I find we are growing serious, and then we are in great danger of being dull.		116
There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to admire.	Beauty, Courage	117
I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections.		118
Never go to bed angry, stay up and fight.	Anger	119
They come together like the Coroner's Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week.		120
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.		121
I know that's a secret, for it's whispered everywhere.		122
Come, come, leave business to idlers, and wisdom to fools: they have need of 'em: wit be my faculty, and pleasure my occupation, and let father Time shake his glass.	Wisdom	123
She likes herself, yet others hates, For that which in herself she prizes; And while she laughs at them, forgets She is the thing that she despises.		124
They are at the end of the gallery; retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.		125
'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.		126
Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study.		201
To find a young fellow that is neither a wit in his own eye, nor a fool in the eye of the world, is a very hard task.		202
If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.		203
A wit should be no more sincere than a woman constant.		204

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