Date: 1790

"Absorbed in the single idea of being beloved, her imagination soared into the regions of romantic bliss, and bore her high above the possibility of evil."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"The scene she had witnessed, raised in the marchioness a tumult of dreadful emotions. Love, hatred, and jealousy, raged by turns in her heart, and defied all power of controul."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"A variety of strong and contending emotions struggled at her breast, and suppressed the power of utterance."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1791, 1794

"My daily employment is to think of you and weep, to pray for your happiness and deplore my own folly: my nights are scarce more happy, for if by chance I close my weary eyes, and hope some small forgetfulness of sorrow, some little time to pass in sweet oblivion, fancy, still waking, wafts me ho...

— Rowson, Susanna (1762-1828)

Date: 1791

"As these reflections passed over his mind in tumultuous rapidity, a noise was again heard in the passage, an uproar and scuffle ensued, and in the same moment he could distinguish the voice of his servant, who had been sent by Madame La Motte in search of him."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1792

"A thousand ideas seemed crowding upon my mind; but they have expelled each other as quickly as they came, and I scarcely know what to add."

— Holcroft, Thomas (1745-1809)

Date: 1794

"While many reflections rose upon his mind, he heard a voice shouting from the road behind, and ordering the muleteer to stop."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1794

"Retired to her lonely cabin, her melancholy thoughts still hovered round the body of her deceased parent; and, when she sunk into a kind of slumber, the images of her waking mind still haunted her fancy."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1794

"Emily forgot Madame Cheron and all the circumstances of her conduct, while her thoughts ascended to the contemplation, of those unnumbered worlds, that lie scattered in the depths of aether, thousands of them hid from human eyes, and almost beyond the flight of human fancy."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1794

"As her imagination soared through the regions of space, and aspired to that Great First Cause, which pervades and governs all being, the idea of her father scarcely ever left her; but it was a pleasing idea, since she resigned him to God in the full confidence of a pure and holy faith."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)