Quotes by William Congreve

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

Never go to bed angry, stay up and fight.

Beauty is the lover's gift.

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

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.

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

'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.

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

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

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