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.
Quote by William Congreve
William Congreve Quotes
Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds
If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.
No, I'm no enemy to learning; it hurts not me.
Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing.
Beauty is the lover's gift
I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very...
There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to...
Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study.
To find a young fellow that is neither a wit in his own eye, nor...
A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make...
A wit should be no more sincere than a woman constant.
Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.
A little disdain is not amiss; a little scorn is alluring.
Nature, to each allots his proper Sphere, But, that forsaken, we like Comets err: Toss'd...
'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education...
Never go to bed angry, stay up and fight.
In my conscience I believe the baggage loves me, for she never speaks well of...
If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see That heart, which others bleed for,...
Love is so confusing - you tell a girl she looks great and what's the...
The pleasures of love are always in proportion to our fears