Date: 1778, 1779

"Never! O Miss Anville, how cruel, how piercing to my soul is that icy word!"

— Burney [married name D'Arblay], Frances (1752-1840)

Date: 1778, 1779

"Stung to the soul, I bid them have but a day's patience, and flung from them, in a state of mind too terrible for description."

— Burney [married name D'Arblay], Frances (1752-1840)

Date: 1778, 1779

"I would fain encourage more chearful thoughts, fain drive from my mind the melancholy that has taken possession of it."

— Burney [married name D'Arblay], Frances (1752-1840)

Date: 1778, 1779

"but it was not time, it was not the knowledge of his worth, obtained your regard; your new comrade had not patience to wait any trial; her glowing pencil, dipt in the vivid colours of her creative ideas, painted to you, at the moment of your first acquaintance, all the excellencies, all the good...

— Burney [married name D'Arblay], Frances (1752-1840)

Date: 1778, 1779

"'You know not what you ask,' cried he; 'the emotions which now rend my soul are more than my reason can endure: suffer me, then, to leave you,--impute it not to unkindness, but think of me as well as thou canst.'"

— Burney [married name D'Arblay], Frances (1752-1840)

Date: 1778

"But, as an author of great fame / (I can't just recollect his name) / Has somewhere said, who seeks to bind / By force, or fraud, a woman's mind, / With locks, and bolts, and bars, and chains, / But gets his labour for his pains."

— Moore, Sir John Henry (1756-1780)

Date: 1778, 1804

"But when that seal is first imprest, / When the young heart its pain shall try, / From the soft, yielding, trembling breast, / Oft seems the startled soul to fly."

— Langhorne, John (1735-1779)

Date: 1778

If we may judge the inside of fashionable ladies' heads "by that without, they are confused enough of all conscience"

— Robertson, James (fl.1768-1788)

Date: 1778

The heart like a bird to its nestling will fly, / And when by the weight of a parent its bending, / Yet wishes while constant to break and to die. / Like a bird in a snare, of its freedom bereft, / Still hoping and wishing releasement again, / 'Till clos'd in the cage the flutterer is left / To p...

— Robertson, James (fl.1768-1788)

Date: 1780?

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

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