Date: 1737, 1743
"We should manage our Thoughts in composing a Poem, as Shepherds do their Flowers in making a Garland; first select the Choicest, and then dispose them in the most proper places, where they give a Lusture to each other: Like the Feathers in Indian Crowns, which are so managed that every one refle...
preview | full record— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)
Date: 1754
"In the first place, we must offer him the tribute of our gold, as to our true King; that is, we must daily present him with our souls, stampt with his own image, and burnished with divine love."
preview | full record— Challoner, Richard (1691-1781)
Date: 1776
"If you really then think that, every process, termed mental, in man, is in fact nothing more than so many distinct nervous vibrations, then I readily grant that matter may think, for undoubtedly every stretched cord, when touched, will vibrate; and I will farther grant, that a fiddle, in that se...
preview | full record— Berington, Joseph (1743-1827)
Date: 1777
"The minds of the negroes are contracted; because slavery destroys all the springs of the soul."
preview | full record— Raynal, Guillaume Thomas (1713-1796)
Date: 1944; 2018
"My desk is the monument to my mind, and by the appearance of it, my mind must have intimate contact with garbage collectors."
preview | full record— O'Connor, Flannery (1925-1964)
Date: December 12, 2014
"It is memories in the ether of our consciousness that last a lifetime, there for us to enjoy again and again."
preview | full record— Brooks, Arthur C. (b. 1964)
Date: February 18, 2017
"'He lives inside his head, where he runs the same continuous loop of conflict with people he turns into enemies for the purposes of his psychodrama,' says Trump biographer Michael D'Antonio."
preview | full record— Dowd, Maureen (b. January 14, 1952)
Date: March 18, 2017
"So many secrets, so many plots, so many shards of gossip swirl in his head, there seems to be no room for reality."
preview | full record— Dowd, Maureen (b. January 14, 1952)
Date: May 12, 2018
"Our brains are so scrambled that it's starting to make sense that none of it makes sense."
preview | full record— Dowd, Maureen (b. January 14, 1952)