A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty. – William Congreve
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play. – 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
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play. – William Congreve
Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds. – William Congreve
Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study. – William Congreve