Date: c. 501 B.C.
"[He used to say that] thinking is an instance of the sacred disease and that sight is deceptive."
preview | full record— Heraklitus (fl. 504-1 BCE)
Date: c. 501 B.C.
"[And Heraclitus said, admirably that those] souls have the sense of smell in Hades."
preview | full record— Heraklitus (fl. 504-1 BCE)
Date: 1704
"A master workman shall blow his nose so powerfully as to pierce the hearts of his people, who were disposed to receive the excrements of his brain with the same reverence as the issue of it."
preview | full record— Swift, Jonathan (1667-1745)
Date: 1758
"It is scandalous, that he who sweetens his Drink by the Gifts of the Bees, should, by Vice, embitter Reason, the Gift of the Gods."
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: 1758
"They who have a good Constitution of Body, support Heats and Colds: and so they, who have a right Constitution of Soul, bear [the Attacks of] Anger, and Grief, and immoderate Joy, and the other Passions."
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: 1758
"It is more necessary for the Soul to be cured, than the Body: for it is better to die, than to live ill."
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: w. 1821, 1840
"Reason is to imagination as the instrument to the agent, as the body to the spirit, as the shadow to the substance."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: w. 1821, 1840
"Poetry enlarges the circumference of the imagination by replenishing it with thoughts of ever new delight, which have the power of attracting and assimilating to their own nature all other thoughts, and which form new intervals and interstices whose void forever craves fresh food."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: w. 1821, 1840
"Neither the eye nor the mind can see itself, unless reflected upon that which it resembles."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: w. 1821, 1840
"It begins at the imagination and the intellect as at the core, and distributes itself thence as a paralyzing venom, through the affections into the very appetites, until all become a torpid mass in which hardly sense survives."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)