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Date: w. c. 1800, 1805

"These sudden eruptions of the passions of the multitude, spread, like the lava of a volcano, throughout all France, nor could men of correct judgment, who aimed only at reform of abuses, and a renovation in all the departments, check the fury of the torrent."

— Warren, Mercy Otis (1728-1814)

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Date: 1892

"The thought beneath so slight a film / Is more distinctly seen,-- / As laces just reveal the surge, / Or mists the Apennine."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

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Date: 1892

"The broadest land that grows / Is not so ample as the breast / These emerald seams enclose."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

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Date: 1921

"I know what my heart is like / Since your love died: / It is like a hollow ledge / Holding a little pool / Left there by the tide, / A little tepid pool, / Drying inward from the edge."

— Millay, Edna St. Vincent (1892-1950)

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Date: w. c. 1864, published 1929

"Experience is the Angled Road / Preferred against the Mind / By -- Paradox -- the Mind itself -- / Presuming it to lead."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

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Date: 2014

"No, it's a strange beach; each body is a strange beach, and if you let in the excess emotion you will recall the Atlantic Ocean breaking on our heads."

— Rankine, Claudia (b. 1963)

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Date: September 12, 2016

"'Ayahuasca takes you to the swampland of your soul,' my friend Tony, a photographer in his late fifties, told me."

— Levy, Ariel (b. 1974)

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Date: September 12, 2016

"I was going to visit the swampland of my soul, make peace with death, and become one with the universe."

— Levy, Ariel (b. 1974)

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Date: September 18, 2016

"In the dark hours, when we're wandering in the wilderness of thought, sometimes we just need to feel that someone, even a digital someone with a prerecorded voice, is watching over us."

— Kennedy, Pagan (b. 1963)

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Date: 2017

"There was a snowstorm that lasted three days / and a cavern of monochrome memory"

— Burt, Stephanie

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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.