Every man plays the fool once in his live, but to marry is playing the fool all one's life long. William Congreve More Quotes by William Congreve More Quotes From William Congreve O ay, letters - I had letters - I am persecuted with letters - I hate letters - nobody knows how to write letters; and yet one has 'em, one does not know why - they serve one to pin up one's hair. William Congreve hatehairwriting If happiness in self-content is placed, The wise are wretched, and fools only blessed. William Congreve blessedselfwise One minute gives invention to destroy; What to rebuild, will a whole age employ. William Congreve inventionagegiving Guilt is ever at a loss, and confusion waits upon it; when innocence and bold truth are always ready for expression. William Congreve confusionexpressionloss I am a fool, I know it; and yet, Heaven help me, I'm poor enough to be a wit. William Congreve foolhelpingheaven Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's Sun to thee may never rise; Or should to-morrow chance to cheer thy sight With her enlivening and unlook'd for light, How grateful will appear her dawning rays! As favours unexpected doubly please. William Congreve gratefulcheerwise 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 taskseyeworld I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections. William Congreve reflectionsciencelong O, she is the antidote to desire. William Congreve antidotedesire I always take blushing either for a sign of guilt, or of ill breeding. William Congreve blushingbreedingguilt To converse with Scandal is to play at Losing Loadum, you must lose a good name to him, before you can win it for yourself. William Congreve nameswinningplay I know a lady that loves to talk so incessantly, she won't give an echo fair play; she has that everlasting rotation of tongue that an echo must wait till she dies before it can catch her last words! William Congreve echoesplaygiving I nauseate walking; 'tis a country diversion, I loathe the country. William Congreve diversionwalkingcountry He that first cries out stop thief, is often he that has stolen the treasure. William Congreve thievestreasurehonesty Men are apt to offend ('tis true) where they find most goodness to forgive. William Congreve forgivinggoodnessmen There are come Critics so with Spleen diseased, They scarcely come inclining to be pleased: And sure he must have more than mortal Skill, Who please one against his Will. William Congreve spleenskillscriticism Who pleases one against his will. William Congreve pleasepleasure Mr Witwould: "Pray, madam, do you pin up your hair with all your letters? I find I must keep copies." Mrs Millamant: "Only with those in verse.... I never pin up my hair with prose." William Congreve poetrylettershair Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days. William Congreve fellows Let us be very strange and well-bred:Let us be as strange as if we had been married a great while;And as well-bred as if we were not married at all. William Congreve marriedwellsstrange
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