Date: 1818
"My dear Eleanor, the riot is only in your own brain."
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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)