William Congreve

1670 - 1729

A Quote by William Congreve on charm, magic, and music

Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast, To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

William Congreve (1670 - 1729)

Source: The Mourning Bride. Act i. Sc. 1.

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A Quote by William Congreve on lies and truth

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No mask like open truth to cover lies, As to go naked is the best disguise.

William Congreve (1670 - 1729)

Source: The Double Dealer, 1694

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A Quote by William Congreve on hatred, hell, love, and women

Heav'n hath no rage like love to hatred turn'd, Nor Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.

William Congreve (1670 - 1729)

Source: Act iii. Sc. 8.

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A Quote by William Congreve

Careless she is with artful care, Affecting to seem unaffected.

William Congreve (1670 - 1729)

Source: Amoret

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A Quote by William Congreve on custom, retirement, and scandal

Retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.

William Congreve (1670 - 1729)

Source: The Double Dealer, 1694

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A Quote by William Congreve

Defer not till tomorrow to be wise, Tomorrow's sun to thee may never rise.

William Congreve (1670 - 1729)

Source: Letter to Cobham.

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A Quote by William Congreve on expectation, life, security, uncertainty, and wishes

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.

William Congreve (1670 - 1729)

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A Quote by William Congreve on business, kindness, poets, and vices

It is the business of a comic poet to paint the vices and follies of human kind.

William Congreve (1670 - 1729)

Source: The Double Dealer, 1694

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A Quote by William Congreve on admiration, understanding, and women

Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which , to admire, we should not understand.

William Congreve (1670 - 1729)

Source: Love for Love, 1695

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A Quote by William Congreve

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 (1670 - 1729)

Source: Amoret

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