All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThose who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
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The true genius shudders at incompleteness – and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be.
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I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
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In efforts to soar above our nature, we invariably fall below it.
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With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.
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The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow.
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Mysteries force a man to think, and so injure his health.
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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
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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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All that we see and seem is but a dream within a dream.
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Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
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Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
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Sleep, those little slices of death – how I loathe them.
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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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Invisible things are the only realities.
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The depth lies in the valleys where we seek her, and not upon the mountain-tops where she is found.
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The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.
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Those who gossip with you will gossip about you.
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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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We had always dwelled together, beneath a tropical sun, in the Valley of the Many Colored Grass.
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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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The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.
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A lie travels round the world while truth is putting her boots on.
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A wise man hears one word and understands two.
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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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