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Date: 1780

"Hast thou no failings of thine own, / No ruling passion in thy breast, / That robs thee of thy balmy rest?"

— Anstey, Christopher (1724-1805)

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Date: 1780

"Once love gets into a man's head, poor reason is brought before a court-martial of the passions, and cashiered without a hearing"

— Pilon, Frederick (1750-1788)

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Date: 1780

"And tell our hearts the thing shall be, / And seal it on our conscience now!"

— Wesley, John and Charles

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Date: 1780

"Tread down Thy foes, with power control / The beast and devil in my soul."

— Wesley, John and Charles

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Date: 1780

"My Potter stamp on me thy clay, Thy only stamp of love!"

— Wesley, John (1703-1791)

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Date: 1780?

"Lust is the unbridled Horse of the Soul that has thrown its Rider."

— Walpole, Horatio [Horace], fourth earl of Orford (1717-1797)

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Date: 1780?

"Little Souls, like small Liquors, are the most easily sour'd."

— Walpole, Horatio [Horace], fourth earl of Orford (1717-1797)

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Date: 1781

"What becomes of the old furniture when the new is continually introduced? In what hidden cells are these solid ideas lodged, that they may be produced again in good repair when wanted to fill the apartments of memory?"

— Rotheram, John (1725–1789)

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Date: 1781

"Ideas of sense are but the first elements of thought: and the produce raised from these elements by the operation of the mind upon them is as far superiour to the elements themselves in variety, copiousness and use, as books are to the characters of which they are composed."

— Rotheram, John (1725–1789)

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Date: 1781

"So that all material objects, in themselves, and to each other, are dark and naked: to the mind alone are they cloathed in all the pleasing variety of sensible qualities."

— Rotheram, John (1725–1789)

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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.