Quote#Happiness
Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure
Quote byWilliam Congreve · 1670–1729
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Old Bachelor (1693), Act V, scene viii. Compare: "Who wooed in haste, and means to wed at leisure", William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew, Act iii, scene 2.
English (original)
Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure; Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.
— William Congreve
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