A Quote by William Congreve

Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure; Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.

William Congreve

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Grief Haste Heels Leisure Married May Pleasure Repent Still Thus

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William Congreve
English - Poet
January 24, 1670 - January 19, 1729

Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.

William Congreve

Some by experience find those words mis-placed: At leisure married, they repent in haste.

William Congreve

Marry in haste, repent at leisure.

Walter Scott

Marry in haste, repent in leisure.

Frederick Tilney

Publish in haste and repent at leisure.

Mason Cooley

Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.

Lord Byron

Doing, a filthy pleasure is, and short; And done, we straight repent us of the sport: Let us not rush blindly on unto it, Like lustful beasts, that only know to do it: For lust will languish, and that heat decay, But thus, thus, keeping endless Holy-.

Ben Jonson

Society of leisure perhaps? Indeed, the most remarkable aspect of the transition we are living through is not so much the passage from want to affluence as the passage from labour to leisure. Leisure contains the future, it is the new horizon. The prospect then is one of unremitting labor to bequeath to future generations a chance of founding a society of leisure that will overcome the demands and compulsions of productive labor so that time may be devoted to creative activities or simply to pleasure and happiness.

Henri Lefebvre

Success treads on the heels of every right effort; and though it is possible to overestimate success to the extent of almost deifying it, as is sometimes done, still in any worthy pursuit it is meritorious.

Samuel Smiles

Summer treads on heels of spring.

Horace

A great licentiousness treads on the heels of a reformation.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Poverty treads close upon the heels of great and unexpected wealth.

Antoine Rivarol

Action is the music of our life. Like music, it starts from a pause of leisure, a silence of activity which our initiative attacks; then it develops according to its inner logic, passes its climax, seeks its cadence, ends, and restores silence, leisure again. Action and leisure are thus interdependent; echoing and recalling each other, so that action enlivens leisure with its memories and anticipations, and leisure expands and raises action beyond its mere immediate self and gives it a permanent meaning.