I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
EDGAR ALLAN POEAll that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
EDGAR ALLAN POEBlood was its Avatar and its seal.
EDGAR ALLAN POEWith me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.
EDGAR ALLAN POEIf you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.
EDGAR ALLAN POEHappiness is not to be found in knowledge, but in the acquisition of knowledge.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.
EDGAR ALLAN POEAll that we see and seem is but a dream within a dream.
EDGAR ALLAN POEBooks, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI intend to put up with nothing that I can put down.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow.
EDGAR ALLAN POEPoetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
EDGAR ALLAN POEThose who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe best things in life make you sweaty.
EDGAR ALLAN POE