"I am a wretch! and she heaved a sigh that almost broke her heart, while the big tears rolled down her burning cheeks; but still her exercised mind, accustomed to think, began to observe its operation, though the barrier of reason was almost carried away, and all the faculties not restrained by her, were running into confusion."
— Wollstonecraft, Mary (1759-1797)
See Mary Wollstonecraft, Mary, A Fiction (Printed for J. Johnson, 1788). <Link to ECCO>