Date: 1743
"My Mind was like a City up in Arms, all Confusion; and every new Thought was a fresh Disturber of my Peace."
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"[F]inding a Passion fixed in my Breast I knew not how to conquer, broke out into that inconsistent Behaviour, which must always be the Consequence of violent Passions"
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Date: 1743
"But surely his whole Behaviour to his Friend Heartfree is a convincing Proof, that the true Iron or Steel Greatness of his Heart was not debased by any softer Mettle."
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Date: 1743
"[T]here is still a Judge in every Man's Breast, which none can cheat nor corrupt, tho' perhaps it is the only uncorrupt Thing about him. And yet, inflexible and honest as this Judge is, (however polluted the Bench be on he sits) no man can, in my Opinion, enjoy any Applause which is not thus adj...
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Date: 1743
"Where had Reason the Dominion, I should have long since expell'd the little Tyrant, who hath made such Ravage there"
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Date: 1743
"Of what Use is Reason then? Why, of the Use that a Window is to a Man in a Prison, to let him see the Horrors he is confined in; but lends him no Assistance to his Escape"
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Date: 1743
"[T]here are Weaknesses in vulgar Life, which are commonly [Page 160] called Tenderness; to which great Minds are so entirely Strangers, that they have not even an Idea of them"
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Date: 1743
"Besides, as I never once thought, my Mind was useless to me, and I was an absolute Stranger to all the Pleasures arising from it"
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Date: 1743
"Mine is a true English Heart; it is an equal Stranger to the Heat of the Equator and the Frost of the Pole."
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Date: 1743
"Love still nourishes [the heart] with a temperate Heat, as the Sun doth our Climate; and Beauties rise after Beauties in the one, just as Fruits do in the other"
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