Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned. – William Congreve
Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds. – William Congreve

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned. – William Congreve
Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds. – William Congreve
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play. – William Congreve