1670-1729, British Dramatist
'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.
William Congreve – [Colleges and Universities]
A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty.
William Congreve – [Sincerity]
Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds.
William Congreve – [Rewards]
Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.
William Congreve – [Marriage]
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
William Congreve – [Anger]
I find we are growing serious, and then we are in great danger of being dull.
William Congreve – [Conversation]
I know that's a secret, for it's whispered everywhere.
William Congreve – [Secrets]
If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.
William Congreve – [Love]
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.
William Congreve – [Critics and Criticism]
Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study.
William Congreve – [Inspiration]
Music has charms to soothe the savage beast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
William Congreve – [Music]
They come together like the Coroner's Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week.
William Congreve – [Gossip]
Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life.
William Congreve – [Joy]