The believer is happy. The doubter is wise.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
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And I fell violently on my face.
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Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.
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Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
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I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.
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There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
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The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.
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We loved with a love that was more than love.
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I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
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I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty.
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That which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.
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Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
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The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.
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Invisible things are the only realities.
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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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Mysteries force a man to think, and so injure his health.
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