Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThat which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.
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Yet mad I am not and very surely do I not dream.
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I dread the events of the future, not in themselves but in their results.
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Sleep, those little slices of death – how I loathe them.
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A man’s grammar, like Caesar’s wife, should not only be pure, but above suspicion of impurity.
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With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.
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Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore.
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Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.
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The depth lies in the valleys where we seek her, and not upon the mountain-tops where she is found.
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Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.
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To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!
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I am above the weakness of seeking to establish a sequence of cause and effect, between the disaster and the atrocity.
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I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
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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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It is a happiness to wonder; it is a happiness to dream.
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Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
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