'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 BehnI think a Play the best divertisement that wise men have: but I do also think them nothing so who do discourse so formallie about the rules of it, as if 'twere the grand affair of humane life.
Aphra BehnNothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude.
Aphra Behn