Who is't that to woman's beauty would submit, And yet refuse the fetters of their wit? — Aphra Behn Copy Share Image
“Nothing shows the wit so poor, as wonder, nor birth so mean, as pride.” — Aphra Behn Copy Share Image
Here lies a Proof that Wit can never be Defence enough against Mortality — Aphra Behn Copy Share Image
Each moment of the happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life. - — Aphra Behn Copy Share Image
“This old dead hero had one only daughter left of his race; a beauty that, to describe her truly, one need say only, she… — Aphra Behn Copy Share Image
Women in London are like the rich silks; they are out of fashion a great while before they wear out. — Aphra Behn Copy Share Image
“That perfect tranquility of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend and a good library.” — Aphra Behn Copy Share Image
Sure, I rose the wrong way today, I have had such damn'd ill luck every way. — Aphra Behn Copy Share Image
He that knew all that learning ever writ, Knew only this - that he knew nothing yet. — Aphra Behn Copy Share Image
