"By a route obscure and lonelyHaunted by ill angels only,Where an eidolon, named NIGHT,On a black throne reigns upright,I have reached these lands but newlyFrom an ultimate dim Thule --From a wild, weird clime that lieth, sublime,Out of SPACE, out of TIME."
"Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!"
"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."
"We loved with a love that was more than love."
"Blood was its Avatar and its seal."
"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"