There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow.
More Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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That which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.
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I have, indeed, no abhorrence of danger, except in its absolute effect – in terror.
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A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.
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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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Sleep, those little slices of death – how I loathe them.
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Stupidity is a talent for misconception.
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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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Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
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I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.
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Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
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There is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness in the proportion.
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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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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.
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Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.
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I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
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