Date: 1877

"For in their bond of mutual recognition or brain-consciousness, the sense apparatus, in all, is external to the centre storehouse or emporium of consciousness."

— Battye, Richard Fawcett

Date: 1877

"Observing, then, that the emporium or brain itself reflects the entire product of all the senses by an impressible power, which, as by a looking-glass, exactly duplicated the external recognizers, or sense apparatus or limbs, it was inferred that that principle of duplication must be the true an...

— Battye, Richard Fawcett

Date: 1878

"All religion, however, is nothing but the fantastic reflection in men's minds of those external forces which control their daily life, a reflection in which the terrestrial forces assume the form of supernatural forces."

— Engels, Friedrich (1820-1895)

Date: 1878, 1879, 1880

"Neid und Eifersucht sind die Schamtheile der menschlichen Seele [Envy and jealousy are the privy parts of the human soul]."

— Nietzsche, Friedrich (1844-1900)

Date: 1785, 1881

"Brehm his own Mind survey'd, / As mortal eyes (thus finite we compare / With infinite) in smoothest mirrors gaze"

— Jones, Sir William (1746-1794)

Date: 1882

"I have given a name to my pain, and call it 'a dog,'--it is just as faithful, just as importunate and shameless, just as entertaining, just as wise, as any other dog--and I can domineer over it, and vent my bad humor on it, as others do with their dogs, servants, and wives."

— Nietzsche, Friedrich (1844-1900)

Date: Late Autumn, 1882

"A letter always seemed to me like Immortality, for is it not the mind alone, without corporeal friend?"

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

Date: 1883-1885

"The body is a great intelligence, a multiplicity with one sense, a war and a peace, a herd and a herdsman."

— Nietzsche, Friedrich (1844-1900)

Date: 1883-1885

"Behind your thoughts and feelings, my brother, stands a mighty commander, and unknown sage--he is called Self. He lives in your body, he is your body."

— Nietzsche, Friedrich (1844-1900)

Date: 1883

"Soaring through wider zones that pricked his scars / With memory of the old revolt from Awe, / He reached a middle height, and at the stars, / Which are the brain of heaven, he looked, and sank"

— Meredith, George (1828-1909)