Aphra Behn

There is no sinner like a young saint.

— Aphra Behn

Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.

— Aphra Behn

Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.

— Aphra Behn

Variety is the soul of pleasure.

— Aphra Behn

… this marrying I do not like: ’tis like going on a long voyage to sea, where after a while even the calms are distasteful, and the storms dangerous: one seldom sees a new object, ’tis still a deal of sea, sea; husband, husband, every day—till one’s quite cloyed with it.

— Aphra Behn

Sure he’s too much a gentleman to be a scholar.

— Aphra Behn

Come away! Poverty’s catching.

— Aphra Behn

… that perfect tranquility of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend, a good library ….

— Aphra Behn

… the natural itch of talking and lying ….

— Aphra Behn

Each fool turns politician now, and wears / A formal face, and talks of state-affairs.

— Aphra Behn