If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad.
(January 22, 1788 - April 19, 1824)
Anything, anything would be better than this agony of mind, this creeping pain that gnaws and fumbles and caresses one and never hurts quite enough
(June 21, 1905 - April 15, 1980)
Five exclamation marks, the sure sign of an insane mind.
(April 28, 1948 - )
My mind is troubled, like a fountain stirred;And I myself see not the bottom of it.
(April 26, 1564 - April 23, 1616)
A woman's mind is as complex as the contents of her handbag; even when you get to the bottom of it, there is ALWAYS something at the bottom to surprise you!
Even for learned men, love of fame is the last thing to be given up.
Fain would I hide what I fear to discover
(January 25, 1759 - July 21, 1796)
See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time.