166 Quotes by William Congreve

O, she is the antidote to desire.

Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.

A little scorn is alluring.

Thus in this sad, but oh, too pleasing state! my soul can fix upon nothing but thee; thee it contemplates, admires, adores, nay depends on, trusts on you alone.

You are a woman: you must never speak what you think; your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.

Wit must be foiled by wit: cut a diamond with a diamond.

Nothing but you can lay hold of my mind, and that can lay hold of nothing but you.

A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make sure of one.

Delay not till tomorrow to be wise; tomorrow's sun to thee may neve rise.