Say what you will, tis better to be left than never to have been loved. – William Congreve
They come together like the Coroners Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week. – William Congreve

Say what you will, tis better to be left than never to have been loved. – William Congreve
They come together like the Coroners Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week. – William Congreve
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. – William Congreve
Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds. – William Congreve
Piety and corruption go together like hot dogs and mustard. They have to. No one can fulfill the demands of piety; as a daily demand, it is inhuman. So it inspires the opposite—just for the sheer health of the body, if not the soul. – Norman Mailer, “Primitive Man, Art and Science, Evil and Judgment,” The Spooky A