Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Len... - Edgar Allan Poe
"Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!"
"Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!"
"Blood was its Avatar and its seal."
"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."
"The ninety and nine are with dreams, content but the hope of the world made new, is the hundredth man who is grimly bent on making those dreams come true."
"We loved with a love that was more than love."
"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?"