Date: 1796

"The cloud was now dissipated which had obscured his judgment; he shuddered when he beheld his arguments blazoned in their proper colours, and found that he had been a slave to flattery, to avarice, and self-love."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"Father, I hoped that she resided here; I thought that your bosom had been her [Truth's] favourite shrine."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"I should love you, I should doat on you! my bosom would become the prey of desires, which honour and my profession forbid me to gratify."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"He closed his eyes, but strove in vain to banish her from his thoughts."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"You! holding the next place to God in my breast, yet two days, and my heart will be unveiled to you."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"Anxious to authorise the presence of his dangerous guest, yet conscious that her stay was infringing the laws of his order, Ambrosio's bosom became the theatre of a thousand contending passions."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"He shuddered at the void which her absence would leave in his bosom".

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"The woman reigns in my bosom, and I am become a prey to the wildest of passions."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"Away with friendship! 'tis a cold unfeeling word: my bosom burns with love, with unutterable love, and love must be its return."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"At that moment a thousand confused ideas passed before my imagination."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)