Date: 1763

"After all, are we not a little in the machine style, not to be able to withdraw our love when our esteem is at an end?"

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

Date: 1763

"The heart of a woman does, I imagine, naturally gravitate towards a handsome, well-dressed, well-bred fellow, without enquiry into his mental qualities."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

Date: 1763

"This tender, this exquisite affection, has diffused a spirit through our whole lives, and given a charm to the most common occurrences; a charm to which the dulness of apathy, and the fever of guilty passion, are equally strangers."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

Date: 1763

"I could have resisted her beauty only, but the mind which irradiates those speaking eyes"

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

Date: 1763

"A thousand sweet ideas rise in my mind. My heart dances with pleasure."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

Date: 1763

"If you now refuse, you have the heart of a tygress, and delight in the misery of others."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

Date: 1763

"My soul is on fire at this insult: his age, his virtues protect him, but Lord Melvin--Let him avoid my fury."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

Date: 1763

"The once smiling scene has a melancholy gloom, which strikes a damp through my inmost soul."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

Date: 1763

"My tears streamed afresh when I beheld him, when I remembered the sweet hours we had passed together, the gay scenes which hope had painted to our hearts; I wept over the friend I had so loved, I pressed his cold hand to my lips."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)