Date: 1814

"Death reveals his bright associate Truth,/ (Whose rays the new-departed soul illume, / Like those eternal lamps that light the tomb,)"

— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)

Date: 1814

"His powers of apprehension were so uncommonly quick as almost to resemble intuition, and the chief care of his preceptor was to prevent him, as a sportsman would phrase it, from over-running his game — that is, from acquiring his knowledge in a slight, flimsy, and inadequate manner."

— Scott, Sir Walter (1771-1832)

Date: 1830

"No idle whims, no vapours fill'd her brain, / But Prudence for her youthful guide she took, / And Goodness, which no earthly vice could stain, / Dwelt in her mind; she was ne proud I ween or vain."

— Thomson, James (1700-1748)

Date: 1859

" Not all this world's gay hopes, nor present charms, / Nor parents tears, nor a fond husband's arms, / Could stamp the least impression on her mind, / Or fix to earth a soul for heav'n design'd."

— Skinner, Rev. John (1721-1807)

Date: 1859

"(For sure thy sire had not a heart of steel)"

— Skinner, Rev. John (1721-1807)

Date: 1869

One's immortal deeds may be "Engrav'd ... / On ev'ry heart in this braid land"

— Oliphant, Carolina, Lady Nairne (1766-1845)

Date: 1869

On a tree's "fair stem were mony names, which now nae mair I see, / But they're engraven on my heart--forgot they ne'er can be!"

— Oliphant, Carolina, Lady Nairne (1766-1845)

Date: 1887

"You see, he explained, I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose."

— Doyle, Arthur Conan (1859-1930)

Date: 1887

"A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things, so that he has a difficulty in laying his hands upon it."

— Doyle, Arthur Conan (1859-1930)

Date: 1887

"Now the skillful workman is very careful indeed as to what he takes into his brain-attic."

— Doyle, Arthur Conan (1859-1930)