Date: 1728

"I know not why it is, but certainly a Woman is the least liable to play the Fool here; perhaps, the Hurry of Diversions and Company keep the Mind in too perpetual a Motion to let it fix on one Object."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1730

"[C]an thy Passions so out-strip thy Reason, to send thee wading through Falshood, Perjury, and Murther, after a flying Light which you can ne'er o'ertake!"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1730

"[Y]our Heart is like a Coffee-House, where the Beaus frisk in and out, one after another; and you are as little the worse for them, as the other is the better"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1731-2

"It is a kind of annihilation to have our minds made a tabula rasa, and to date our existence from a new period."

— Jortin, John (1698-1770)

Date: 1732

"If there be a Passion pure without Allay, as tender and soft, as violent and strong, you cannot sure miscall it by that Name."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: June 1, 1732

"Oh! I am all on Fire, thou lovely Wench, / Torrents of Joy my burning Soul must quench, / Reiterated Joys!"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: June 1, 1732

"Oh! give me way, come all you Furies, come, / Lodge in th'unfurnish'd Chambers of my Heart, / My Heart which never shall be let again / To any Guest but endless Misery, / Never shall have a Bill upon it more."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: June 1, 1732

"Ha! Distraction wild / Begins to wanton in my unhing'd Brain: / Methinks I'm mad, mad as a wild March Hare; / My muddy Brain is addled like an Egg, / My Teeth, like Magpies, chatter in my Head; / My reeling Head! which akes like any mad."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1734

Love may take the heart with storm and rule there alone

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1736

"Awake, great Common Sense, and sleep no more, / Look to thy self; for then, when I was slain, / Thy self was struck at."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)