All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.
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All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.
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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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Now this is the point. You fancy me a mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded.
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I dread the events of the future, not in themselves but in their results.
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If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if he deceives me twice, shame on me.
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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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Imperceptibly the love of these discords grew upon me as my love of music grew stronger.
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I have, indeed, no abhorrence of danger, except in its absolute effect – in terror.
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The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow.
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
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False hope is nicer than no hope at all.
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Blood was its Avatar and its seal.
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Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
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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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To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!
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Leave my loneliness unbroken.
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Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
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Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore.
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Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries.
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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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I have no faith in human perfectibility. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active – not more happy – nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago.
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Man’s real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.
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As a poet and as a mathematician, he would reason well; as a mere mathematician, he could not have reasoned at all.
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And all I loved, I loved alone.
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Deep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone.
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In efforts to soar above our nature, we invariably fall below it.
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