"I find we are growing serious, and then we are in great danger of being dull."
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The Old Bachelor by William Congreve
"Heav'n has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn'd, Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd."
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The Mourning Bride by William Congreve
"Music has charms to soothe a savage breast, To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak."
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The Mourning Bride by William Congreve
"Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing, and the overtaking and possessing of a wish discovers the folly of the chase."
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Love for Love by William Congreve
"He that first cries out stop thief is often he that has stol'n the treasure."
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Love for Love by William Congreve
"O fie, Miss, you must not kiss and tell."
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Love for Love by William Congreve
"Rather courtship to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play."
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The Old Bachelor by William Congreve
"Married in haste, we may repent at leisure."
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The Old Bachelor by William Congreve