Date: 1792

"Every thing encourages me on your account, while my own soul, tormented by an unlucky passion, has entirely lost its balance."

— Anonymous

Date: 1792

"The lively heated imagination likewise, to apply the comparison, draws the picture of love, as it draws every other picture, with those glowing colours, which the daring hand will steal from the rainbow, that is directed by a mind, condemned in a world like this, to prove its noble origin by pan...

— Wollstonecraft, Mary (1759-1797)

Date: 1792

"The business of education in this case, is only to conduct the shooting tendrils to a proper pole; yet after laying precept upon precept, without allowing a child to acquire judgement itself, parents expect them to act in the same manner by this borrowed fallacious light, as if they had illumina...

— Wollstonecraft, Mary (1759-1797)

Date: 1792

"The understanding, it is true, may keep us from going out of drawing when we group our thoughts, or transcribe from the imagination and warm sketches of fancy; but the animal spirits, the individual character, give the colouring."

— Wollstonecraft, Mary (1759-1797)

Date: 1792

"For it is the right use of reason alone which makes us independent of everything--excepting the unclouded reason--'Whose service is perfect freedom.'"

— Wollstonecraft, Mary (1759-1797)

Date: 1792

"Such exhibitions only serve to strike the spreading fibres of vanity through the whole mind; for they neither teach children to speak fluently, nor behave gracefully."

— Wollstonecraft, Mary (1759-1797)

Date: 1792

"Thrice happy she, condemned to move / Beneath the servile weight, / Whose thoughts ne'er soar one inch above / The standard of her fate"

— Taylor, Ellen (fl. 1792)

Date: 1792

Marks of mind are "Stamp'd on each countenance"

— Cowper, William (1731-1800)

Date: 1792

"But the properties of the mind elude the frail laws of hereditary descent, and own no sort of obedience to their authority"

— Richardson, Joseph (1755-1803)

Date: 1792

"No, no, my heart of oak; I defy the power of gold to disorder my senses"

— Richardson, Joseph (1755-1803)