Date: 1771
"I am inclined to think, no mind was ever wholly exempt from envy; which, perhaps, may have been implanted, as an instinct essential to our nature"
preview | full record— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)
Date: 1771
"The selfish brutality of his behaviour on the stairs had steeled their hearts against all his arts and address"
preview | full record— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)
Date: 1771
"O gracious! my poor Welsh brain has been spinning like a top ever since I came hither!"
preview | full record— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)
Date: 1771
"He observed, that her ladyship's brain was a perfect mill for projects; and that she and Tabby had certainly engaged in some secret treaty, the nature of which he could not comprehend"
preview | full record— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)
Date: 1771
"A small stock of ideas is more easily managed, and sooner displayed than a great quantity crowded together."
preview | full record— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)
Date: 1771
"A small stock of ideas is more easily managed, and sooner displayed than a great quantity crowded together"
preview | full record— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)
Date: 1771
"[T]he passions of men are temporary madhouses; and sometimes very fatal in their effects"
preview | full record— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)
Date: 1771
It "is curious to observe how the nature of truth may be changed by the garb it wears; softened to the admonition of friendship, or soured into the severity of reproof: yet this severity may be useful to some tempers; it somewhat resembles a file; disagreeable in its operation, but hard metals ma...
preview | full record— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)
Date: 1771
"The optics of some minds are in so unlucky a perspective, as to throw a certain shade on every picture that is presented to them; while those of others (of which number was Harley) like the mirrors of the ladies, have a wonderful effect in bettering their complexions"
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Date: May 7, 1772
"Conscience, that candid judge of right and wrong, / Will o'er the secrets of each heart preside, / Nor aw'd by pomp, nor tam'd by soothing song."
preview | full record— Fergusson, Robert (1750-1774)