Date: 1817, 1818

"My mind became the book through which I grew / Wise in all human wisdom"

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

Date: 1817

"Not until my dream became / Like a child's legend on the tideless sand. / Which the first foam erases half, and half / Leaves legible"

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

Date: 1817, 1818

"Look on your mind--it is the book of fate-- / Ah! it is dark with many a blazoned name / Of misery--all are mirrors of the same"

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

Date: 1818?

"Upon his heart with Iron pen / He wrote Ye must be born again."

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: 1819

"A brother's warning on thy heart engrave"

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

Date: 1820

"The memoranda of the mind, Which on the inmost page so white, The ready pencil might indite.* "Take this," she said, "and when your thought* Is with a sudden image fraught,*--Inscribe it here and let it live, Nor be a hasty fugitive:*It thence may gain a passage free

— Combe, William (1742 -1823)

Date: February, 1821

"I said to myself, 'This is true eloquence: this is a man pouring out his mind on paper.'"

— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)

Date: 1822

"Thou didst say thou knewest / A Jew, whose spirit is a chronicle / Of strange and secret and forgotten things."

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

Date: 1823

"His mind was in its original state of white paper."

— Lamb, Charles (1775-1834)

Date: 1823

"His pen was not less erring than his heart"

— Lamb, Charles (1775-1834)