A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty.
William CongreveBut say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved. To pass our youth in dull indifference, to refuse the sweets of life because they once must leave us, is as preposterous as to wish to have been born old, because we one day must be old.
William CongreveO ay, letters - I had letters - I am persecuted with letters - I hate letters - nobody knows how to write letters; and yet one has 'em, one does not know why - they serve one to pin up one's hair.
William CongreveI confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections.
William Congreve