Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
EDGAR ALLAN POEA lie travels round the world while truth is putting her boots on.
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It is a happiness to wonder; it is a happiness to dream.
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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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Invisible things are the only realities.
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It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.
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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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That pleasure which is at once the most pure, the most elevating and the most intense, is derived, I maintain, from the contemplation of the beautiful.
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Blood was its Avatar and its seal.
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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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Stupidity is a talent for misconception.
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The believer is happy. The doubter is wise.
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All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
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And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.
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I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.
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Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
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