Related:

• Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
  I've read that things inanimate have moved, And as with living souls have been inform'd By magic numbers and persuasive sound....
• For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.
  -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Mourning Bride, Act v, Sc. 12...
• Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
  -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Mourning Bride, Act iii, Sc. 8...
• I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid, And not have strew'd thy grave.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v, Sc. 1...
• I came up stairs into the world, for I was born in a cellar.
  -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- Love for Love, Act ii, Sc. 7...
• This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers.
  ... There is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death....
• If there 's delight in love, 't is when I see That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.
  -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Way of the World, Act iii, Sc. 12...
• Deeper than did ever plummet sound I 'll drown my book.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act v, Sc. 1...
• I 'll charm the air to give a sound, While you perform your antic round.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iv, Sc. 1...