Maxioms by Edgar Allan Poe
There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute which goes directly to the heart of him read more
There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere man
Reality is the #1 cause of insanity among those who are in contact with it
Reality is the #1 cause of insanity among those who are in contact with it
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
Filled with mingled cream and amber I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chambers of read more
Filled with mingled cream and amber I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chambers of my brain -- Quaintest thoughts -- queerest fancies Come to life and fade away; Who cares how time advances? I am drinking ale today.
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not read more
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
