Lord, help my poor soul.
EDGAR ALLAN POEDeep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone.
More Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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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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The true genius shudders at incompleteness – imperfection – and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not everything that should be said.
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With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.
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I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
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All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.
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Yet mad I am not and very surely do I not dream.
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It is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial.
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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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I am a writer. Therefore, I am not sane.
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Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
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To elevate the soul, poetry is necessary.
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A lie travels round the world while truth is putting her boots on.
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Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.
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The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
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A man’s grammar, like Caesar’s wife, should not only be pure, but above suspicion of impurity.
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