Date: 1800
The mind may be in "too great a tumult for deliberation and forecast"
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Date: 1800
The soul may be thrown into tumults
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: 1800
"Her mind was indeed more fertile than my own in those topics which take away its keenest edge from affliction."
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: 1800
"I merely write to allay those tumults which our necessary separation produces; to aid me in calling up a little patience, till the time arrives, when our persons, like our minds, shall be united forever."
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: 1820
"When I meet with a proposition beyond finite comprehension, I abandon it as I do a weight which human strength cannot lift, and I think ignorance, in these cases, is truly the softest pillow on which I can lay my head."
preview | full record— Jefferson, Thomas (1743-1826)
Date: September 10, 1836
"And the blue sky in which the private earth is buried, the sky with its eternal calm, and full of everlasting orbs, is the type of Reason."
preview | full record— Emerson, Ralph Waldo (1803-1882)
Date: September 10, 1836
"In my utter impotence to test the authenticity of the report of my senses, to know whether the impressions they make on me correspond with outlying objects, what difference does it make, whether Orion is up there in heaven, or some god paints the image in the firmament of the soul?"
preview | full record— Emerson, Ralph Waldo (1803-1882)
Date: September 10, 1836
"Whether nature enjoy a substantial existence without, or is only in the apocalypse of the mind, it is alike useful and alike venerable to me."
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Date: August 31, 1837
The world's "attractions are the keys which unlock my thoughts and make me acquainted with myself."
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Date: August 31, 1837
"A strange process too, this, by which experience is converted into thought, as a mulberry leaf is converted into satin."
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