Maxioms by 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.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play
By magic numbers and persuasive sound.
By magic numbers and persuasive sound.
Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing.
Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing.
