Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
EDGAR ALLAN POEEven with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made.
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Blood was its Avatar and its seal.
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We had always dwelled together, beneath a tropical sun, in the Valley of the Many Colored Grass.
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The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame.
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Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.
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Deep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone.
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The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.
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Man’s real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.
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As a poet and as a mathematician, he would reason well; as a mere mathematician, he could not have reasoned at all.
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I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty.
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False hope is nicer than no hope at all.
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Stupidity is a talent for misconception.
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All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.
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A lie travels round the world while truth is putting her boots on.
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When a madman appears thoroughly sane, indeed, it is high time to put him in a straight jacket.
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All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
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