166 Quotes by William Congreve

Women like flames have a destroying power; never to be quenched till they themselves devour.

They come together like the Coroner's Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week.

Words are the weak support of cold indifference; love has no language to be heard.

Come, come, leave business to idlers, and wisdom to fools: they have need of 'em: wit be my faculty, and pleasure my occupation, and let father Time shake his glass.

'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.

Marriage indeed may qualify the fury of his passion, but it very rarely mends a man's manners.

They are at the end of the gallery; retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.

Guilt is ever at a loss, and confusion waits upon it; when innocence and bold truth are always ready for expression.

Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study.