'Twas but a dream, yet by my heart I knew, Which still was panting, part of it was true: Oh how I strove the rest to have believed; Ashamed and angry to be undeceived!
Aphra Behn (1640 - 1689)
Source: “The Dream” from: A Voyage to the Isle of Love
Contributed by: Zaady
Of all that writ, he was the wisest bard, who spoke this mighty truth- He that knew all that ever learning writ, Knew only this-that he knew nothing yet.
Source: The Emperor of the Moon
Love ceases to be a pleasure when it ceases to be a secret.
Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.
Source: The Rover
Variety is the soul of pleasure.
Sure, I rose the wrong way today, I have had such damn'd ill luck every way.
Source: The Town
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