Date: 1688

"I will be deaf and blind, and guard my Heart with Walls of Ice, and make you know, that when the Flames of true Devotion are kindled in a Heart, it puts out all other Fires; which are as ineffectual, as Candles lighted in the Face of the Sun."

— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)

Date: 1663-1689

"Our hearts weak forts we must resign / When beauty does its forces join / With man's strong enemy, good wine."

— Sackville, Charles, sixth earl of Dorset and first earl of Middlesex (1643-1706)

Date: 1689

Fancies can (not) challenge "an abode / Within your Heart to dis-believe a God"

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1689

"For such a Gift, as t'have that Gemam possest, / Not of your Cabinet, but of your Breast."

— Cotton, Charles (1630-1687)

Date: 1690, 1694, 1695, 1700, 1706

"This is Memory, which is as it were the Store-house of our Ideas."

— Locke, John (1632-1704)

Date: 1690, 1694, 1695, 1700, 1706

"For the narrow Mind of Man, not being capable of having many Ideas under View and Consideration at once, it was necessary to have a Repository, to lay up those Ideas, which at another time it might have use of."

— Locke, John (1632-1704)

Date: 1690, 1694, 1695, 1700, 1706

"And our Minds represent to us those Tombs, to which we are approaching; where though the Brass and Marble remain, yet the Inscriptions are effaced by time, and the Imagery moulders away."

— Locke, John (1632-1704)

Date: 1690, 1694, 1695, 1700, 1706

Ideas may be "rouzed and tumbled out of their dark Cells, into open Day-light"

— Locke, John (1632-1704)

Date: 1690, 1694, 1695, 1700, 1706

"I pretend not to teach, but to enquire, and therefore cannot but confess here again, that external and internal sensation are the only passages I can find of knowledge to the understanding"

— Locke, John (1632-1704)

Date: 1690, 1694, 1695, 1700, 1706

"Secondly, because sometimes I find, that I cannot avoid the having those ideas produced in my mind. For though when my eyes are shut, or windows fast, I can at pleasure recal to my mind the ideas of light, or the sun, which former sensations had lodged in my memory"

— Locke, John (1632-1704)