Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day; or the agonies which are have their origins in ecstasies which might have been.
EDGAR ALLAN POEMan’s real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.
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Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
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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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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
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The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow.
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I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.
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Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
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Even in the grave, all is not lost.
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Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made.
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That man is not truly brave who is afraid either to seem or to be, when it suits him, a coward.
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False hope is nicer than no hope at all.
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That which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.
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Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.
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The best things in life make you sweaty.
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There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
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We loved with a love that was more than love.
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