Date: 1751

"[E]nvy had ever been a stranger to her breast, yet since her own marriage, and that of mr. Trueworth with his lady, she had sometimes been tempted to accuse heaven of partiality, in making so wide a difference in their Fates"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1751

"Amongst the crowd of tormenting ideas, the remembrance, that she owed all the vexation she laboured under, entirely to the acquaintance she had with miss Forward, came strong into her thoughts"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1753

"Though the soul, like a hermit in his cell, sits quiet in the bosom, unruffled by any tempest of its own, it suffers from the rude blasts of others faults"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1754

"Our simple ideas, and even our complex ideas, and notions return sometimes of themselves, we know not why, nor how, mechanically, as it were, uncalled by the mind, and often to the disturbance of it in the pursuit of other ideas, to which these intruders are foreign."

— St John, Henry, styled first Viscount Bolingbroke (1678-1751)

Date: 1754

"Intellect, the artificer, works lamely without his proper instrument, sense; which is the case when he works on moral ideas."

— St John, Henry, styled first Viscount Bolingbroke (1678-1751)

Date: 1760, 1850

"Yet still in fancy's painted cells / The soul-inflaming image dwells."

— Hamilton, William, of Bangour (1704-1754)

Date: 1760, 1850

"What grand ideas crowd my brain! / What images! a lofty train / In beauteous order spring"

— Hamilton, William, of Bangour (1704-1754)