Date: 1715

"Oh, the excessive Joy that fills my Soul with Thoughts of my approaching Happiness."

— Bullock, Christopher (bap. 1690, d. 1722)

Date: 1715

"Give me that solid one; I hate your thin and unsubstantial Soul, that every small Assault of Fortune breaks through, and makes ridiculous Mirth, or Sorrow; give me a Soul, a Humour that's in Grain, not one that fades like Colours in the Sun, and changes like your Cheeks; now Pale, now Red, and t...

— Bullock, Christopher (bap. 1690, d. 1722)

Date: 1715, 1727

"[A]ll the Faculties of my Soul and Body are her Slaves"

— Johnson, Charles (1679?-1748)

Date: 1715

"Love is a generous Volunteer; Lust a Mercenary Slave"

— Johnson, Charles (1679?-1748)

Date: 1715

"Love is a Court of Honour in the Heart"

— Johnson, Charles (1679?-1748)

Date: 1715

Love may be a "scandalous Itching, a Rebellion in the Blood"

— Johnson, Charles (1679?-1748)

Date: 1716

"You have a very good Fancy, Mr. Tinsel--What pretty Transformations you could make in my House--But I'll see where 'twill end."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1716

One's head may be "perpetually confounded with the Fumes of Ale and Faction"

— Johnson, Charles (1679?-1748)

Date: 1717

"Thy Heart, Courtwell, is like a Looking-Glass, it presently receives the Image of what is represented before it, and as soon loses it"

— Bullock, Christopher (bap. 1690, d. 1722)

Date: 1717

"So very well Sweetheart; I am mightily troubled with Phlegm--od I took it a little too high for my Constitution, but every time I look upon you, I fancy my self but Eighteen, and my Heart springs in my Belly like a Bird in a Cage."

— Bullock, Christopher (bap. 1690, d. 1722)