Date: 1716
"But the greatest imperfection is in our inward sight, that is, to be Ghosts unto our own Eyes, and while we are so sharpsighted as to look thorough others, to be invisible to our selves; for the inward Eyes are more fallacious than the outward."
preview | full record— Browne, Sir Thomas (1605-1682)
Date: 1718
Were it not for the Optic Nerves, the eyes might conspire the ruin of the mind: "That They shou'd see and She be blind."
preview | full record— Prior, Matthew (1664-1721)
Date: 1718
"Black Guilt involves the World in horrid Night, / And clouds our Intellectual Sight."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: c. 1718 [published 1907]
"My mind like Telephus's hurt is found. */ The cause that gave can only Cure the wound."
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Date: 1718
"Epicurus, that it [sperm] is a Fragment torn from the Body and Soul."
preview | full record— Plutarch (c. 46-120)
Date: 1718
""Lausippus and Zeno, [sperm] 'tis a Body, and it is a Fragment of the Soul."
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Date: 1718
"Pythagoras, Plato and Aristotle, that the Spermatick Faculty is incorporeal, as the Mind is which moves the Body, but the effused Matter is corporeal."
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Date: 1719
"I expected every Wave would have swallowed us up, and that every time the Ship fell down, as I thought, in the Trough or Hollow of the Sea, we should never rise more; and in this Agony of Mind, I made many Vows and Resolutions, that if it would please God here to spare my Life this one Voyage, i...
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1719
"In a Word, I had nothing about me but a Knife, a Tobacco-pipe, and a little Tobacco in a Box; this was all my Provision, and this threw me into terrible Agonies of Mind, that for a while I run about like a Mad-man."
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Date: 1719
"I threw down the Book, and with my Heart as well as my Hands lifted up to Heaven, in a Kind of Extasy of Joy, I cry'd out aloud, Jesus, thou Son of David, Jesus, thou exalted Prince and Saviour, give me Repentance!
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)