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15 Interesting Quotes By William Congreve That Will Kill The Monday Blues

Famous As: Playwright, Poet, Writer, Translator

Born On: January 24, 1670

Died On: January 19, 1729

Born In: Leeds

Died At Age: 58

William Congreve was a prolific English poet and playwright of the Restoration period. He is known for his satirical and clever dialogues. He also held a minor political role in the ‘British Whig Party.’ He is considered to have shaped the comedy of manners with the way he blended satire in his dialogues. He is accredited with writing some of the most famous English plays. Some of his noteworthy works include, ‘The Old Bachelor,’ ‘Love For Love,’ ‘The Mourning Bride,’ ‘The Way of the World,’ and ‘The Double-Dealer’ amongst others. Zoom through the collection of inspiring sayings and quotes by William Congreve.

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Say what you will, ’tis better to be left than never to have been loved.

Say what you will, ’tis better to be left than never to have been loved.
You Never Will
William Congreve

Heav'n hath no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn'd,
Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd.

Heav'n hath no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn'd, Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd.
Love Like
William Congreve

Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.

Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
Music
William Congreve

Music hath charms to sooth a savage breast.

Music hath charms to sooth a savage breast.
Music
William Congreve

If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.

If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.
Me Love Heart I
William Congreve

Women are like tricks by sleight of hand,
Which, to admire, we should not understand

Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which, to admire, we should not understand
Like Women
William Congreve

Nothing but you can lay hold of my mind, and that can lay hold of nothing but you.

Nothing but you can lay hold of my mind, and that can lay hold of nothing but you.
You
William Congreve

A little scorn is alluring.
William Congreve

One no more owes one's beauty to a lover than one's wit to an echo

One no more owes one's beauty to a lover than one's wit to an echo
William Congreve

I came up stairs into the world, for I was born in a cellar.

I came up stairs into the world, for I was born in a cellar.
I
William Congreve

You'll grow devilish fat upon this paper-diet!

You'll grow devilish fat upon this paper-diet!
William Congreve

Thus in this sad, but oh, too pleasing state! my soul can fix upon nothing but thee; thee it contemplates, admires, adores, nay depends on, trusts on you alone.

Thus in this sad, but oh, too pleasing state! my soul can fix upon nothing but thee; thee it contemplates, admires, adores, nay depends on, trusts on you alone.
You Alone Soul
William Congreve

She likes herself, yet others hates / For that which in herself she prizes; And, while she laughs at them, forgets / She is the thing that she despises.

She likes herself, yet others hates / For that which in herself she prizes; And, while she laughs at them, forgets / She is the thing that she despises.
William Congreve