Yet mad I am not and very surely do I not dream.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.
More Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.
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Sleep, those little slices of death – how I loathe them.
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Lord, help my poor soul.
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The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.
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Mysteries force a man to think, and so injure his health.
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The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
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Deep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone.
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All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.
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All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.
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The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
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I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
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Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.
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I have great faith in fools – self-confidence my friends will call it.
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And all I loved, I loved alone.
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Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore.
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