Date: 1763 (repr. 1776); 1794 (repr. 1799)

"That perhaps this may be a state of imprisonment to the soul, as many of the philosophers thought; and that when it is set at liberty from the body, it may obtain new and noble ways of perception and action, to us at present unknown."

— Doddridge, Philip (1702-1751)

Date: 1763

"Explore the dark recesses of the mind, / In the Soul's honest volume read mankind, / And own, in wise and simple, great and small, / The same grand leading Principle in All."

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1763

"May I be scorn'd by ev'ry man of worth, / Wander, like Cain, a vagabond on earth, / Bearing about a Hell in my own mind, / Or be to SCOTLAND for my life confin'd, / If I am one amongst the many known, / Whom SHELBURNE fled, and CALCRAFT blush'd to own."

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1764

" Virtue he lack'd, cursed with those thoughts which spring / In souls of vulgar stamp"

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: January, 1764; 1774

"While prose-man deems the verse-man fool, / And measures wit by line and rule, / And, as he lops off fancy's limb, / Turns executioner of whim."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: 1764

"The painter, the poet, the actor, the orator, the moralist, and the statesman, attempt to operate upon the mind in different ways, and for different ends; and they succeed, according as they touch properly the strings of the human frame."

— Reid, Thomas (1710-1796)

Date: 1764

"To this cabinet volition, or will, has a key; so when an arduous subject occurs, I unlock my bureau, pull out the particular drawer, and am supply'd with what I want in an instant."

— Foote, Samuel (1720-1777)

Date: 1764

"Bold was the man, and fenc'd in ev'ry part /With oak, and ten-fold brass about the heart, / To build a play who tortur'd first his brain, / And then dar'd launch it on this stormy main."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1764

"All evils here contaminate the mind, / That opulence departed leaves behind."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1764

"For, as refinement stops, from sire to son / Unaltered, unimproved the manners run; / And love's and friendship's finely pointed dart / Fall blunted from each indurated heart."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)