Date: 1714

Each "mind [is] like a little divinity in its own realm."

— Leibniz, Gottfried Wilhelm (1646-1716)

Date: 1714

"But when a monad has organs that are adjusted in such a way that, through them, there is contrast and distinction among the impressions they receive, and consequently contrast and distinction in the perceptions that represent them [in the monads] (as, for example, when the rays of light are conc...

— Leibniz, Gottfried Wilhelm (1646-1716)

Date: 1714

"Joy of my Life, my dearest Shore, forbear / To wound my Heart with thy foreboding Sorrows."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1714

"So thou, my dearest, truest, best Alicia, / Vouchsafe to lodge me in thy gentle Heart, / A Partner there; I will give up Mankind, / Forget the Transports of encreasing Passion, / And all the Pangs we feel for its Decay."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1714

"Live! live and Reign for ever in my Bosom, / Safe and unrivall'd there possess thy own."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1714

"Are these the Proofs of Tenderness and Love? / These endless Quarrels, Discontents, and Jealousies, / These never ceasing Wailings and Complainings, / These furious Starts, these Whirlwinds of the Soul, / Which every other Moment rise to Madness?"

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1714

"Well then, I own my Heart has broke your Chains. / Patient I bore the painful Bondage long, / At length my generous Love disdains your Tyranny."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1714

"How fierce a Fiend is Passion? With what Wildness, / What Tyranny untam'd, it Reigns in Woman."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1714

"Unhappy Sex! Whose easie yielding Temper / Gives Way to every Appetite alike; / Each gust of Inclination, uncontroul'd, / Sweeps thro' their Souls, and sets 'em in an uproar; / Each Motion of their Heart rises to Fury, / And Love in their weak Bosoms is a Rage / As terrible as Hate, and as destr...

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1714

"Of equal Elements, / Without one jarring Atom was she form'd / And Gentleness, and Joy, make up her Being."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)