Sleep, those little slices of death – how I loathe them.
EDGAR ALLAN POEFrom childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
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Even for those to whom life and death are equal jests. There are some things that are still held in respect.
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That man is not truly brave who is afraid either to seem or to be, when it suits him, a coward.
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The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.
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I am a writer. Therefore, I am not sane.
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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.
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To elevate the soul, poetry is necessary.
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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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And all I loved, I loved alone.
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Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
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If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if he deceives me twice, shame on me.
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I intend to put up with nothing that I can put down.
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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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Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best have gone to their eternal rest.
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I dread the events of the future, not in themselves but in their results.
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Lord, help my poor soul.
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