She once used me with that insolence, that in revenge I took her to pieces; sifted her, and separated her failings; I studied 'em, and got 'em by rote. The catalogue was so large, that I was not without hopes, one day or other to hate her heartily.
William CongreveWomen like flames have a destroying power; never to be quenched till they themselves devour.
William CongreveThese articles subscribed, if I continue to endure you a little longer, I may by degrees dwindle into wife.
William Congreve