Date: 1737

"'Cou'd your Eyes penetrate my naked Breast, / 'There you might read these Characters engrav'd, / 'That, by your Virtues I am bound! inslav'd!"

— Ogle, George (1704-1746)

Date: 1737

"[B]ut shall Quirps and Sentences, and those Paper-Bullets of the Brain frighten a Man from his Humour?"

— Miller, James (1706-1744); Shakespeare (1564-1616)

Date: February 1738

One may be " In State most desponding, by the Light of a Taper, / With Thoughts dull and dark as my Wax, or my Paper"

— Tickell, Thomas (1685-1740)

Date: 1738

"And as the Mind in Infants, is like a white Sheet of Paper, where nothing is written; or like a tender Twig, which may be bent every Way; it is evident, that either Virtue or Vice may be planted in it."

— Guazzo, Stefano (1530-1593)

Date: 1739

"In reason's light, eternal word, exprest, / Stamp'd with his image in the creature's breast"

— Nugent, Robert [or Craggs] (1702-1788)

Date: 1739

"Yes, Speech is Animi Index, & Speculum; 'tis the Interpreter of the Heart, 'tis the Image of the Soul."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller James (1706-1744); Molière (1622-1673)

Date: 1739

"YET I would not say with some, that the Soul is a meer Rasa Tabula; because I do not think that is a proper Metaphor in this Case."

— Hancock, John (fl. 1739)

Date: January 1739

"Her enemy, therefore, is obliged to take shelter under her protection, and by making use of rational arguments to prove the fallaciousness and imbecility of reason, produces, in a manner, a patent under her hand and seal."

— Hume, David (1711-1776)

Date: 1739

"These are the very Words which Grief, Madam, has engrav'd in the bottom of my Heart"

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller, James (1706-1744)

Date: 1738, 1739

"The Mind, a Blank, when Life begins to flow, / But without Knowledge capable to know, / The God of Nature to our Care commits; / As to the Press we send th' unsully'd Sheets."

— Bancks, John (1709-1751)