William Congreve

A little disdain is not amiss; a little scorn is alluring. ↗

— William Congreve

#amiss #disdain #little #scorn

Beauty is the lover's gift. ↗

— William Congreve

#gift #lover

There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to admire. ↗

— William Congreve

#beauty #cannot #courage #dare #narrow

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

— William Congreve

#diamond #must #wit

A wit should be no more sincere than a woman constant. ↗

— William Congreve

#more #should #sincere #than #wit

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned. ↗

— William Congreve

#fury #hatred #heaven #hell #like

Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure. ↗

— William Congreve

#haste #heels #leisure #married #pleasure

I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections. ↗

— William Congreve

#could #freely #i #long #look

I find we are growing serious, and then we are in great danger of being dull. ↗

— William Congreve

#danger #dull #find #great #growing

I know that's a secret, for it's whispered every where. ↗

— William Congreve

#i #know #secret #where #whispered