Nothing but you can lay hold of my mind, and that can lay hold of nothing but you. — William Congreve
Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which, to admire, we should not understand — William Congreve
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. — William Congreve
He who closes his ears to the views of others shows little confidence in the integrity of his own views. — William Congreve
I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections. — William Congreve