Edgar Allan Poe

"Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!"

"Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words."

"It is more than probable that I am not understood; but I fear, indeed, that it is in no manner possible to convey to the mind of the merely general reader, an adequate idea of that nervous intensity of interest with which, in my case, the powers of meditation (not to speak technically) busied and buried themselves, in the contemplation of even the most ordinary objects of the universe."

"Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them."

"We loved with a love that was more than love."

"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity."

"Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear."

"The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world."

"It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream."

"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?"

"With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion."

"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 down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea."

"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."

"I have been happy, though in a dream.I have been happy-and I love the theme:Dreams! in their vivid colouring of lifeAs in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife"

"I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched."

"The best things in life make you sweaty."

"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."

"To elevate the soul, poetry is necessary."

"The best things in life make you sweaty."

"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 down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea."