The only shame is the sin.
~ Aphra Behn
That perfect tranquility of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend and a good library.
Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.
And did with sighs their fate deplore,Since I must shelter them no more;And if before my joys were such,In having heard, and seen too much,My grief must be as great and high,When all abandoned I shall be,Doomed to a silent destiny.
No friend to Love like a long voyage at sea.
Fantastic fortune thou deceitful light,That cheats the weary traveler by night,Though on a precipice each step you tread,I am resolved to follow where you lead.
Willmore: There is no sinner like a young saint.
Love ceases to be a pleasure when it ceases to be a secret.
Each moment of the happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.
There is no sinner like a young saint.
Each moment of a happy love's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.
You may make love in dancing as well as sitting.
Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.
He that knew all that learning ever writ, Knew only this - that he knew nothing yet.
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude.
Faith, sir, we are here today, and gone tomorrow.
