Date: 1753

"Exert then the whole force of your reason to curb the incroachments of lawless passion in your own heart"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1753

"A young amorous heart, I think, may with some analogy be compared to tinder, as it is ready to take fire from every spark that falls"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1753

Life may still linger "in some of its interior haunts" so that a doctor may immediately order "such applications to the extremities and surface of the body, as might help to concentrate and reinforce the natural heat"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1753

"Though the soul, like a hermit in his cell, sits quiet in the bosom, unruffled by any tempest of its own, it suffers from the rude blasts of others faults"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1753

"[M]ight I not hope my love, my truth, my perseverance, would in time find some room in a corner of that heart which doubtless then would have exterminated its first ideas.'"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1753

One may have "a most insidious principle of self-love, that grew up with him from the cradle, and left no room in his heart for the least particle of social virtue"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1753

"Though he expressed infinite anxiety and chagrin at this misfortune, which could not fail to raise new obstacles to their love, his heart was a stranger to the uneasiness he affected"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1753

"The nymph, whose passions nature had filled to the brim, could not hear such a rhapsody unmoved"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1753

"[B]ut, notwithstanding the fatigue he had undergone, sleep refused to visit his eye-lids, all his faculties being kept in motion by the ideas that crowded so fast upon his imagination"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1753

"Tho' this letter was somewhat shorter than those she usually wrote to him, yet the few lines it contain'd discovered, without her designing to do so, such a well establish'd fund of tenderness in her soul, as cannot but be discernable to every understanding reader."

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)