Beauty is the lover's gift.
From William Congreve
Never go to bed angry, stay up and fight.
Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.
In my conscience I believe the baggage loves me, for she never speaks well of me herself, nor suffers any body else to rail at me.
Say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved.
A little disdain is not amiss; a little scorn is alluring.
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.
You are a woman: you must never speak what you think; your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.
Wit must be foiled by wit: cut a diamond with a diamond.
If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.
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