Date: 1752

"[O]n such Occasions the Mind is ever employed in raising a thousand Bugbears and Fantoms, much more dreadful than any Realities, and like Children, when they tell Tales of Hobgoblins, seems industrious in terrifying itself"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"His Mind was formed of those firm Materials, of which Nature formerly hammered out the Stoic, and upon which the Sorrows of no Man living could make an Impression. "

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

The mind may be torn by "various and contending passions"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"So many tender Ideas crowded at once into my Mind, that, if I may use the Expression, they almost dissolved my Heart."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"In short, I have discovered, that he hath always loved you, with such a faithful, honest, noble, generous Passion, that I was consequently convinced his Mind must possess all the Ingredients of such a Passion; and what are these, but true Honour, Goodness, Modesty, Bravery, Tenderness, and, in a...

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"[H]e 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)

Date: 1752

"Vanity is plainly her predominant Passion, and, if you will administer to that, it will infallibly throw her into your Arms."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"Indeed Fear is never more uneasy, than when it doth not certainly know its Object: for on such Occasions the Mind is ever employed in raising a thousand Bugbears and Fantoms, much more dreadful than any Realities, and like Children, when they tell Tales of Hobgoblins, seems industrious in terrif...

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"I hope I am not guilty of Profaneness; but in Pursuance of that cheerful Chain of Thoughts with which you have inspired me this Afternoon, I was just now lost in a Reverie, and fancied myself in those blissful Mansions which we hope to enjoy hereafter."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1753

The heart may a "stranger to those young desires which haunt the fancy and warm breast of youth"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)