Yet mad I am not and very surely do I not dream.
EDGAR ALLAN POEAll 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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There is an eloquence in true enthusiasm.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThere is an eloquence in true enthusiasm.
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I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
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Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.
EDGAR ALLAN POEBelieve nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.
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If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if he deceives me twice, shame on me.
EDGAR ALLAN POEIf a man deceives me once, shame on him; if he deceives me twice, shame on me.
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The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.
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The depth lies in the valleys where we seek her, and not upon the mountain-tops where she is found.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe depth lies in the valleys where we seek her, and not upon the mountain-tops where she is found.
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All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.
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It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.
EDGAR ALLAN POEIt is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.
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Even 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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Stupidity is a talent for misconception.
EDGAR ALLAN POEStupidity is a talent for misconception.
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Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
EDGAR ALLAN POEBooks, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
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Even in the grave, all is not lost.
EDGAR ALLAN POEEven in the grave, all is not lost.
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We loved with a love that was more than love.
EDGAR ALLAN POEWe loved with a love that was more than love.
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I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.
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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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