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

"And when this Conceit once had Birth in his Mind, several Circumstances nourished and improved it."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"'For Heaven's sake,' cries Amelia, 'do not delay my Request any longer? What you say now greatly increases my Curiosity; and my Mind will be on the Rack till you discover your whole Meaning: for I am more and more convinced, that something of the utmost Importance was the Purport of your Messag...

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"The first is, that a Mind once violently hurt grows, as it were, callous to any future Impressions of Grief; and is never capable of feeling the same Pangs a second Time."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"[H]er Vanity therefore retreated into her Mind, where there is no Looking-Glass, and consequently where we can flatter ourselves with discovering almost whatever Beauties we pleas"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"Learning, he said, had the same Effect on the Mind, that strong Liquors have on the Constitution; both tending to eradicate all our natural Fire and Energy."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"His Flattery had made such a Dupe of my Aunt, that she assented, without the least Suspicion of his Sincerity, to all he said; so sure is Vanity to weaken every Fortress of the Understanding, and to betray us to every Attack of the Enemy."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

The passions feed on the mind's delicacies

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1752

"Whereas in the Bosom of Mrs. Ellison all was Storm and Tempest; Anger, Revenge, Fear, and Pride, like so many raging Furies, possessed her Mind, and tortured her with Disappointment and Shame."

— 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)