Date: 1703

"Distorted Nature shakes at the Controul, / With strong Convulsions rends my strugling Soul; / Each vital String cracks with th' unequal Strife, / Departing Love racks like departing Life; / Yet there the Sorrow ceases with the Breath, / But Love each day renews th' torturing scene of Death."

— Egerton [née Fyge; other married name Field], Sarah (1670-1723)

Date: 1999

"I love my brother dearly, but his mind is like a sieve."

— Budnitz, Judy (b. 1973)

Date: 2000

"It's the death of your memory I still / cannot fathom: never in such small space / such wealth."

— Sagaser, Elizabeth Harris

Date: April 21, 2014

"The old gag about LPs being like gasoline / Puddles that go up and dizzy us / With their fumes, and of middle age / Rotating us out of Earth's orbit, stars like / A corrupted computer file / And the forgetful mind, a red-topped / Tupperware when we were young / Now without gravity or capacity li...

— Greenbaum, Jessica

Date: July 27, 2017

"'My emotions are like a Ping-Pong ball being bounced back and forth between the players,' said Mrs. Borland, who, with her husband, owns a karate school in Pleasant Valley, N.Y., and whose younger daughter, Amelia, 2, is receiving chemotherapy for leukemia."

— Hoffman, Jan