Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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No murmur arose from its bed, and so gently it wandered along, that the pearly pebbles upon which we loved to gaze, far down within its bosom, stirred not at all, but lay in a motionless content, each in its own old station, shining on gloriously forever.
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In efforts to soar above our nature, we invariably fall below it.
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For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
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If we cannot comprehend God in his visible works, how then in his inconceivable thoughts, that call the works into being?
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If you run out of ideas follow the road; you'll get there...
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A lie travels round the world while truth is putting her boots on.
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I am actuated by an ambition which I believe to be an honourable one the ambition of serving the great cause of truth, while endeavouring to forward the literature of the country.
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Come little children I'll take thee away, into a land of Enchantment Come little children the time's come to play here in my garden of Shadows Follow sweet children I'll show thee the way through all the pain and the Sorrows Weep not poor childlen for life is this way murdering beauty and Passions Hush now dear children it must be this way to weary of life and Deceptions Rest now my children for soon we'll away into the calm and the Quiet Come little children I'll take thee away, into a land of Enchantment Come little children the time's come to play here in my garden of Shadows...
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Reality is the #1 cause of insanity among those who are in contact with it...
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The daguerreotype itself must undoubtedly be regarded as the most important, and perhaps the most extraordinary triumph of modern science.
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From a proud tower in the town, Death looks gigantically down.
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Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best have gone to their eternal rest.
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All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.
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In me didst thou exist-and, in my death, see by this image, which is thine own, how utterly thou hast murdered thyself.
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The plots of God are perfect. The Universe is a plot of God.
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From childhood's hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
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I might refer at once, if necessary, to a hundred well authenticated instances. One of very remarkable character, and of which the circumstances may be fresh in the memory of some of my readers, occurred, not very long ago, in the neighboring city of Baltimore, where it occasioned a painful, intense, and widely extended excitement.
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Men die nightly in their beds, wringing the hands of ghostly confessors ... on account of the hideousness of mysteries which will not suffer themselves to be revealed.
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All that he has to do is to write and publish a very little book. Its title should be simple -- a few plain words -- My Heart Laid Bare. But -- this little book must be true to its title.
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The result of law inviolate is perfection–right–negative happiness. The result of law violate is imperfection, wrong, positive pain.
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In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed-- But a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted.
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Mournful and Never-ending Remembrance.
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It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain, but, once conceived, it haunted me day and night.
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Finally on Sunday morning, October 7, 1849, "He became quiet and seemed to rest for a short time. Then, gently, moving his head," he said, "Lord help my poor soul." As he had lived so he died-in great misery and tragedy.