Date: January 15, 1805

"No, no, I feel a pack of dogs worrying my heart, and my eyes on fire--but I can't cry."

— Morton, Thomas (1764-1838)

Date: 1807

"I took the man of my heart, proudly spurning those alliances, where all is fairly engrossed, but the affections, and every thing duly stampt, except an impression on the heart"

— Morton, Thomas (1764-1838)

Date: 1807

"Father, why gird my poor brain with hoops of iron? In mercy loose them. Ah! now I'm free"

— Morton, Thomas (1764-1838)

Date: November 12, 1816

"But what land, that poet ever sung, or enchanter swayed, can equal that, which, when the slave's foot touches, he becomes free--his prisoned soul starts forth, his swelling nerves burst the chain that enthrall'd him, and, in his own strength he stands, as the rock he treads on, majestic and secu...

— Morton, Thomas (1764-1838)

Date: 1820

"Good bye, I wish you a wiser master--a jailor' heart should be like you--iron."

— Morton, Thomas (1764-1838)

Date: January 9, 1827

"Lady Stanmore will never know the value of domestic happiness till she has lost it: she will then find that female domination is wretched slavery; and that the silken tie--the silver links that chain the heart of woman to a worthy husband, is her noblest ornament--her crown of triumph."

— Morton, Thomas (1764-1838)