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.
EDGAR ALLAN POEIf a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.
More Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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Lord, help my poor soul.
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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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Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.
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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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Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
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If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.
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To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!
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Blood was its Avatar and its seal.
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Imperceptibly the love of these discords grew upon me as my love of music grew stronger.
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I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
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Art is to look at not to criticize.
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If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.
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Convinced myself, I seek not to convince.
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Deep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone.
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That which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.
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