The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow.
EDGAR ALLAN POEIf a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.
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All that we see and seem is but a dream within a dream.
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Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
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Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore.
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Leave my loneliness unbroken.
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If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.
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I dread the events of the future, not in themselves but in their results.
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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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Blood was its Avatar and its seal.
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There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
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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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All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.
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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 became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
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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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The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame.
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