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Date: 1752

"'But you understand Human Nature to the Bottom,' answered Amelia;' and your Mind is a Treasury of all ancient and modern Learning.'"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

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Date: 1752

The mind may be emptied

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

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Date: 1752

"O, my dear Amelia, he hath removed the whole Gloom at once, hath driven all Despair out of my Mind, and hath filled it with the most sanguine, and at the same Time, the most reasonable Hopes of making a comfortable Provision for yourself and my dear Children."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

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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)

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Date: 1796

"I was conscious that there was no longer a void in my heart; that I had found the man whom I had sought till then, in vain."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

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Date: 1796

"He remembered the many happy hours which he had passed in Rosario's society; and dreaded that void in his heart which parting with him would occasion."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

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Date: 1796

"He shuddered at the void which her absence would leave in his bosom".

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

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Date: 1796

"For me, whose heart was unoccupied, and who grieved at the void, to see her and to love her were the same."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

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Date: 1796

"Do you feel no void in your heart, which you fain would have filled up?"

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

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Date: 1841

"As certain liquors, confined in casks too cramped in their dimensions, will ferment, and fret, and chafe in their imprisonment, so the spiritual essence or soul of Mr. Tappertit would sometimes fume within that precious cask, his body, until, with great foam and froth and splutter, it would forc...

— Dickens, Charles (1812-1870)

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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.