John Vanbrugh Quotes

A slighted woman knows no bounds.

Good manners and soft words have brought many a difficult thing to pass.

Virtue is its own reward. There's a pleasure in doing good which sufficiently pays itself.

No man is worth having is true to his wife, or can be true to his wife, or ever was, or ever will be so.

Friendship's said to be a plant of tedious growth, its root composed of tender fibers, nice in their taste, cautious in spreading.

Repentance for past crimes is just and easy; but sin-no-more's a task too hard for mortals

Tho marriage be a lottery in which there are a wondrous many blanks, yet there is one inestimable lot in which the only heaven on earth is written.

We gentlemen, whose chariot's roll only upon the four aces, are apt to have a wheel out of order.

Let our weakness be what it will, mankind will still be weaker; and whilst there is a world, 'tis woman that will govern it.

The want of a thing is perplexing enough, but the possession of it, is intolerable.

As if a woman of education bought things because she wanted 'em.

Thinking is to me the greatest fatigue in the world.

We're gaily yet, we're gaily yet, And we're not very fow, but we're gaily yet; Then set ye awhile, and tipple a bit, For we's not very fow, but we're gaily yet.

Love's like virtue, its own reward.

Custom is the law of fools.

True virtue, wheresoever it moves, still carries an intrinsic worth about it.

When debtors once have borrowed all we have to lend, they are very apt to grow shy of their creditors' company.

Love, like virtue, is its own reward.

If women were humbler, men would be honester.

Custom, madam, is the law of fools, but it shall never govern me.

The want of a thing is perplexing enough but the possession of it is intolerable.

The want of a thing is perplexing enough, but the possession of it is intolerable.

How I should despise such a thing if I were a man. What a nose she has! what a chin! what a neck! Then her eyes--and the worst kissing lips in the universe.