William Congreve - Love Quotes

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If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see
That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.

William Congreve

Heaven has no rage, like love to hatred turned,
Nor Hell a fury, like a woman scorned.

William Congreve

Ah! Whither, whither shall I fly,
A poor unhappy Maid;
To hopeless Love and Misery
By my own Heart betray'd?

William Congreve

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.

William Congreve

Love's but a frailty of the mind,
When 'tis not with ambition joined.

William Congreve

If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.

William Congreve

Words are the weak support of cold indifference; love has no language to be heard.

William Congreve

Love's but the frailty of the mind, When 'tis not with ambition joined; A sickly flame, which if not fed expires; And feeding, wastes in self-consuming fires.

William Congreve