There is no sinner like a young saint. – Aphra Behn
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude. – Aphra Behn

There is no sinner like a young saint. – Aphra Behn
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude. – Aphra Behn
He that knew all that learning ever writ, Knew only this – that he knew nothing yet. – Aphra Behn
How can you explain that you need to know that the trees are still there, and the hills and the sky? Anyone knows they are. How can you say it is time your pulse responded to another rhythm, the rhythm of the day and the season instead of the hour and the minute? No, you cannot explain. So you walk. – Author unknown, from New York Times editorial, “The Walk,” 25 October 1967