Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThere are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.”
More Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.
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I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
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A million candles have burned themselves out. Still I read on.
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I have great faith in fools – self-confidence my friends will call it.
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The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
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If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if he deceives me twice, shame on me.
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I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
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Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
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Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.
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From childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
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That pleasure which is at once the most pure, the most elevating and the most intense, is derived, I maintain, from the contemplation of the beautiful.
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Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
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Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
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Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
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Even in the grave, all is not lost.
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