Date: 1722

"His Words I must confess fir'd my Blood; all my Spirits flew about my Heart, and put me into Disorder enough."

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1722

"He repeated it afterwards several times, that he was in Love with me, and my Heart spoke as plain as a Voice, that I lik'd it."

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1722

"O! what a felicity is it to Mankind, said I, to myself, that they cannot see into the Hearts of one another!"

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1722

"But my own Distresses silenc'd all these Reflections, and the prospect of my own Starving, which grew every Day more frightful to me, harden'd my Heart by degrees."

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1722

"The thoughts of this Booty put out all the thoughts of the first, and the Reflections I had made wore quickly off; Poverty, harden'd my Heart, and my own Necessities made me regardless of any thing."

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1722

"In short, I began to think, and to think indeed is one real Advance from Hell to Heaven; all that harden'd State and Temper of Soul, which I said so much of before, is but a Deprivation of Thought; he that is restor'd to his Thinking, is restor'd to himself."

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1722

"I relate this in the very manner in which things then appear'd to me, as far as I am able; but infinitely short of the lively impressions which they made on my Soul at that time"

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1722

"[P]erhaps, said I, it may be some poor Widow like me, that had pack'd up these Goods to go and sell them for a little Bread for herself and a poor Child, and are now starving and breaking their Hearts, for want of that little they would have fetch'd, and this Thought tormented me worse th...

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1722

"However, these Thoughts left some Impression upon me, and made me act with some more caution than before"

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1722

"Now I reproach'd myself with the many hints I had had, as I have mention'd above, from my own Reason, from the Sense of my good Circumstances, and of the many Dangers I had escap'd to leave off while I was well, and how I had withstood them all, and hardened my Thoughts against all Fear."

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)