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Thou art a retailer of phrases, and dost deal in remnants of remnants.

William Congreve

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William Congreve
Age: 58 †
Born: 1670
Born: January 24
Died: 1729
Died: January 19
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She once used me with that insolence, that in revenge I took her to pieces sifted her, and separated her failings I studied 'em, and got 'em by rote. The catalogue was so large, that I was not without hopes, one day or other to hate her heartily.
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A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty.
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