Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
EDGAR ALLAN POEIt is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial.
More Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.
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With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.
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The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.
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Happiness is not to be found in knowledge, but in the acquisition of knowledge.
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Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
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Now this is the point. You fancy me a mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded.
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False hope is nicer than no hope at all.
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Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence.
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That which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.
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Sleep, those little slices of death – how I loathe them.
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Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
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Leave my loneliness unbroken.
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All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
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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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