Date: 1760-7

"The more my uncle Toby pored over his map, the more he took a liking to it;--by the same process and electrical assimilation, as I told you, thro' which I ween the souls of connoisseurs themselves, by long friction and incumbition, have the happiness, at length, to get all be-virtu'd,--...

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

"When Dolly has indited her epistle to Robin, and has thrust her arm into the bottom of her pocket hanging by her right-side;--take that opportunity to recollect that the organs and faculties of perception, can, by nothing in this world, be so aptly typified and explained as by that one thing whi...

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

"Secondly, slight and transient impressions made by objects when the said organs are not dull."

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

"So that upon his first setting out, the brisk gale of his spirits, as you will imagine, ran him foul ten times in a day of some body's tackling; and as the grave and more slow-paced were oftenest in his way,—you may likewise imagine, 'twas with such he had generally the ill luck to get the most ...

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

"Trim ran down and brought up his Master's supper,--to no purpose:--Trim's plan of operation ran so in my uncle Toby's head, he could not taste it"

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

"Corporal Trim's description had fired his imagination,--my uncle Toby could not shut his eyes."

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

"But my father's mind took unfortunately a wrong turn in the investigation; running, like the hypercritic's, altogether upon the ringing of the bell and the rap upon the door,--measuring their distance,--and keeping his mind so intent upon the operation, as to have power to think of nothing else,...

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

"I would not, brother Toby, continued my father,--I declare I would not have my head so full of curtins and horn-works."

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

"But so full is your head of these confounded works, that tho' my wife is this moment in the pains of labour,--and you hear her cry out,--yet nothing will serve you but to carry off the man-midwife."

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

"I would not, I would not, brother Toby, have my brains so full of saps, mines, blinds, gabions, palisadoes, ravelins, half-moons, and such trumpery, to be proprietor of Namur, and of all the towns in Flanders with it."

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)