William Congreve Quotes

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You are a woman: you must never speak what you think; your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.

- William Congreve

Woman, Thoughts, Think, Contradict

Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study.

- William Congreve

Study, Succeeds, His, Brown

If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.

- William Congreve

Love, I See, Which, Bleed

There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to admire.

- William Congreve

Beauty, True Beauty, Which, Narrow

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.

- William Congreve

Glass, Wit, Occupation, Faculty

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

- William Congreve

Love, Anger, Nor, Fury

A little disdain is not amiss; a little scorn is alluring.

- William Congreve

Little, Alluring, Disdain, Scorn

Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.

- William Congreve

Music, Rocks, Bend, Charms

Say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved.

- William Congreve

Love, Never, Better, Tis

'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

Education, Bred, Servant, Tis

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.

- William Congreve

Laughs, Them, Which, Despises

I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections.

- William Congreve

Monkey, Very, Reflections, Freely

They come together like the Coroner's Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week.

- William Congreve

Week, Like, Reputations, Sit

Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.

- William Congreve

Pleasure, Walks, Repent, Haste

They are at the end of the gallery; retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.

- William Congreve

Tea, Scandal, According, Custom

Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing.

- William Congreve

Security, Insipid, Joys

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

Conscience, Baggage, Suffers, Herself

He who closes his ears to the views of others shows little confidence in the integrity of his own views.

- William Congreve

Integrity, Ears, His, Views

I find we are growing serious, and then we are in great danger of being dull.

- William Congreve

Growing, Serious, Find, Dull

Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.

- William Congreve

Dating, Play, Very, Dull

A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make sure of one.

- William Congreve

Hungry, Through, Sure, Herd

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.

- William Congreve

Young, Own, Very, Wit

Wit must be foiled by wit: cut a diamond with a diamond.

- William Congreve

Diamond, Cut, Must, Wit

A wit should be no more sincere than a woman constant.

- William Congreve

Woman, More, Constant, Wit

Fear comes from uncertainty. When we are absolutely certain, whether of our worth or worthlessness, we are almost impervious to fear.

- William Congreve

Almost, Worthlessness, Our, Impervious

I know that's a secret, for it's whispered everywhere.

- William Congreve

Know, Secret, Whispered, Everywhere

Beauty is the lover's gift.

- William Congreve

Beauty, Romantic, Gift, Lover

Never go to bed angry, stay up and fight.

- William Congreve

Anger, Never, Bed, Stay

No, I'm no enemy to learning; it hurts not me.

- William Congreve

Learning, Me, Enemy, Hurts

If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.

- William Congreve

Love, Then, Madness

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