Date: 1798

"Therefore the first work is to raze out these, to cleanse and purify the heart from these blots, these foul characters, that it may receive the impression of the image of God."

— Leighton, Robert (1611-1684)

Date: 1800

"The great Mr. Locke, and several other ingenious philosophers, have represented the human intellect, antecedent to its intercourse with external objects, as a tabula rasa, or a substance capable of receiving any impressions, but upon which no original impressions of any kind are stamped."

— Smellie, William (1740-1795)

Date: February, 1821

"I said to myself, 'This is true eloquence: this is a man pouring out his mind on paper.'"

— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)

Date: 1823

"His mind was in its original state of white paper."

— Lamb, Charles (1775-1834)

Date: 1823

"His pen was not less erring than his heart"

— Lamb, Charles (1775-1834)

Date: 1825

"In this respect his mind resembled a well arranged volume; in which every subject forms a separate section, and each view of that subject a separate page."

— Dwight, Sereno Edwards (1786-1850) and William Theodore Dwight (1795-1865)

Date: January, 1833

"What they know has come by observation of themselves; they have found within them one highly delicate and sensitive specimen of human nature, on which the laws of emotion are written in large characters, such as can be read off without much study."

— Mill, John Stuart (1806–1873)

Date: September 10, 1836

"Whilst we wait in this Olympus of gods, we think of nature as an appendix to the soul."

— Emerson, Ralph Waldo (1803-1882)

Date: 1838

"Although we may have fondly loved them [the dead], and may hallow the memory of their good qualities, we cannot always summon their image before us, and by the power of conception gaze on their features, and listen to their voice; but I venture to express my conviction, that no one who has been ...

— Gurney, Joseph John (1788-1847)

Date: w. 1821, 1840

"But whilst the sceptic destroys gross superstitions, let him spare to deface, as some of the French writers have defaced, the eternal truths charactered upon the imaginations of men."

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)