Date: 1800

One may be buried in thought

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

"I fear my heart would droop as often as that other image should occur to my fancy"

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

The mind may be in "too great a tumult for deliberation and forecast"

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

"[I]f my heart thus bounds till its mansion scarcely hold it, what must be my state tomorrow!"

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

The whole heart may be poured forth in a letter

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

The soul may be thrown into tumults

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

"The image of Achsa filled my fancy, but it was the harbinger of nothing but humiliation and sorrow."

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

The heart may be sore

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

"My curiosity grew more eager, in proportion as it was supplied with food, and every day added strength to the assurance that I was no insignificant and worthless being."

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

"The pen is a pacifyer. It checks the mind's career; it circumscribes her wanderings."

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)