Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
It is a happiness to wonder; -- it is a happiness to dream.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie do...
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!
A man's grammar, like Caesar's wife, should not only be pure, but above suspicion of impurity.
He knew that Hop-Frog was not fond of wine; for it excited the poor cripple almost to madness; and madness is no comfortable feeling.
Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.
They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
From childhood's hour I have not beenAs others were - I have not seenAs others saw - I could not bringMy passions from a common spring
If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.
True, nervous, very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am, but why will say that I am mad?! The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing...
I Hear the sledges with the bells - Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the...
From the dim regions beyond the mountains at the upper end of our encircled domain, there crept out a narrow and deep river, brighter than all save the eyes of Eleonora; and, winding stealthily about...
In death - no! even in the grave all is not lost. Else there is no immortality for man. Arousing from the most profound slumbers, we break the gossamer web of some dream. Yet in a second afterward, (s...
When, indeed, men speak of Beauty, they mean, precisely, not a quality, as is supposed, but an effect - they refer, in short, just to that intense and pure elevation of soul - not of intellect, or of...
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