A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty.
William CongreveThese articles subscribed, if I continue to endure you a little longer, I may by degrees dwindle into wife.
William CongreveDefer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's Sun to thee may never rise; Or should to-morrow chance to cheer thy sight With her enlivening and unlook'd for light, How grateful will appear her dawning rays! As favours unexpected doubly please.
William Congreve