Never go to bed angry, stay up and fight. – William Congreve
A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty. – William Congreve
Never go to bed angry, stay up and fight. – William Congreve
A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty. – William Congreve
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. – William Congreve
They come together like the Coroners Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week. – William Congreve