Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.
William Congreve (1670 - 1729)
Source: The Old Bachelor, act v. sc. 1.
Contributed by: Zaady
Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast, To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. By magic numbers and persuasive sound.
Source: The Mourning Bride. Act i. Sc. 1.
No mask like open truth to cover lies, As to go naked is the best disguise.
Source: The Double Dealer, 1694
Heav'n hath no rage like love to hatred turn'd, Nor Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.
Source: Act iii. Sc. 8.
Retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.
Defer not till tomorrow to be wise, Tomorrow's sun to thee may never rise.
Source: Letter to Cobham.
Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing, though the overtaking and possessing of a wish discovers the folly of the chase.
It is the business of a comic poet to paint the vices and follies of human kind.
Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which , to admire, we should not understand.
Source: Love for Love, 1695
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.
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