Date: 1742

"God beholds all souls bare, and stripped of these corporeal vessels, bark, and filth."

— Marcus Aurelius Antoninus (121-180), Francis Hutcheson (1694-1746), and James Moor (bap. 1712, d. 1779)

Date: 1742

"True love strikes root in Reason, Passion's foe."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1742

"The richest genius, like the most fertile soil, when uncultivated, shoots up into the rankest weeds; and instead of vines and olives for the pleasure and use of man, produces, to its slothful owner, the most abundant crop of poisons."

— Hume, David (1711-1776)

Date: 1743

"Love still nourishes [the heart] with a temperate Heat, as the Sun doth our Climate; and Beauties rise after Beauties in the one, just as Fruits do in the other"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1743

"Reason the root, fair Faith is but the flower: / The fading flower shall die, but Reason lives / Immortal as her Father in the skies."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1743

"This forager on others' wisdom, leaves / Her native farm, her reason, quite untill'd."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1743

"When Sorrow wounds the breast, as ploughs the glebe, / And hearts obdurate feel her softening shower; / Her seed celestial, then, glad Wisdom sows; / Her golden harvest triumphs in the soil."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1743

"I'll range the plenteous intellectual field; / And gather every thought of sovereign power, / To chase the moral maladies of man; / Thoughts which may bear transplanting to the skies, / Though natives of this coarse penurious soil; / Nor wholly wither there, where seraphs sing, / Refined, exalte...

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1744

"I shall, having now crack'd the Shell of my Spleen against the Town, come to the Kernel of Reason, and present 'em this little sweet Nut of theirs, worm-eaten to the Sight, imbitter'd to their Taste, and abhorr'd to their Imaginations, as Shakespear terms it."

— Garrick, David (1717-1779)

Date: 1744

"A serious mind is the native soil of every virtue, and the single character that does true honour to mankind."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)