Date: 1765 [1764]

"No, Isabella, said the princess, I should not deserve this incomparable parent, if the inmost recesses of my soul harboured a thought without her permission."

— Walpole, Horatio [Horace], fourth earl of Orford (1717-1797)

Date: 1770-1

"The method that Mrs. Ruby-nose used to dismiss her anger, was to clap herself into an arm-chair with such a whang, that it shook the hot vapours from her brain, and sent them in a hurry down into a capacious store-room called her victualling-office."

— Bridges, Thomas (b. 1710?, d. in or after 1775)

Date: 1770-1

"By this time the choleric vapours, which madam had jogged downwards when she let her broad bottom salute the chair with such a whack, growing warm amongst the hodg-potch they found in her store-room, which we may properly stile a hot-house, began to ascend, and take possession of their former te...

— Bridges, Thomas (b. 1710?, d. in or after 1775)

Date: 1793

"My sanctuary is in my mind."

— Dibdin, Charles (bap. 1745, d. 1814)

Date: 1796

"Father, I hoped that she resided here; I thought that your bosom had been her [Truth's] favourite shrine."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"Anxious to authorise the presence of his dangerous guest, yet conscious that her stay was infringing the laws of his order, Ambrosio's bosom became the theatre of a thousand contending passions."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"He looked forward with horror: his heart was despondent, and became the abode of satiety and disgust: he avoided the eyes of his partner in frailty."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)