Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day; or the agonies which are have their origins in ecstasies which might have been.
EDGAR ALLAN POESleep, those little slices of death – how I loathe them.
More Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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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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The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.
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The past is a pebble in my shoe.
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All that we see and seem is but a dream within a dream.
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There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.”
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I am a writer. Therefore, I am not sane.
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As a poet and as a mathematician, he would reason well; as a mere mathematician, he could not have reasoned at all.
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And I fell violently on my face.
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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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The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.
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Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.
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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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A million candles have burned themselves out. Still I read on.
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Invisible things are the only realities.
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Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.
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