Date: 1800
"My path was already chalked out, and my fancy now pursued it with uncommon pleasure."
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: 1800
"Every sense was an inlet of pleasure, because it was an avenue to knowledge; and my soul brooded over the world of ideas, and glowed with exultation at the grandeur and beauty of its own creations"
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: March 1843
"The mind is in a sad state when Sleep, the all-involving, cannot confine her spectres within the dim region of her sway, but suffers them to break forth, affrighting this actual life with secrets that perchance belong to a deeper one."
preview | full record— Hawthorne, Nathaniel (1804-1864)
Date: 1951
"And in her ears the little Seashells, the thimble radios tamped tight, and an electronic ocean of sound, of music and talk and music and talk coming in, coming in on the shore of her unsleeping mind."
preview | full record— Bradbury, Ray (1920-2012)
Date: 1984
"Lines of light ranged in the non-space of the mind, clusters and constellations of data. Like city lights, receding."
preview | full record— Gibson, William (b. 1948)
Date: 1984
"The roof of his mouth cleaved painlessly, admitting rootlets that whipped around his tongue, hungry for the taste of blue, to feed the crystal forests of his eyes, forests that pressed against the green dome, pressed and were hindered, and spread, growing down, filling the universe of T-A, down ...
preview | full record— Gibson, William (b. 1948)