| James Wood, comp. Dictionary of Quotations. 1899. | | | | Congreve |
| | | Born to excel and to command! | 1 |
| Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, / To-morrow’s sun to thee may never rise. | 2 |
| For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, / And though a late, a sure reward succeeds. | 3 |
| Grief still treads upon the heels of Pleasure. | 4 |
| Guilt is ever at a loss, and confusion waits upon it. | 5 |
| Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, / Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned. | 6 |
| Marriage, indeed, may qualify the fury of his passion, but it very rarely mends a man’s manners. | 7 |
| Married in haste, we may repent at leisure. | 8 |
| Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast. | 9 |
| Now you have feathered your nest. | 10 |
| Put your best foot foremost. | 11 |
| Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure; / Married in haste, we may repent at leisure. | 12 |
| Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. | 13 |
| Whoever is king, is also the father of his country. | 14 |
| Wrap thyself up like a woodlouse, and dream revenge. | 15 | | |
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