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Come, come, leave business to idlers, and wisdom to fools: they have need of 'em: wit be my faculty, and pleasure my occupation, and let father Time shake his glass.
William Congreve
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William Congreve
Age: 58 †
Born: 1670
Born: January 24
Died: 1729
Died: January 19
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These articles subscribed, if I continue to endure you a little longer, I may by degrees dwindle into wife.
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Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.
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You are a woman: you must never speak what you think your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.
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He who closes his ears to the views of others shows little confidence in the integrity of his own views.
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Music alone with sudden charms can bind The wand'ring sense, and calm the troubled mind.
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There are times when sense may be unseasonable, as well as truth.
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Beauty is the lover's gift.
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