Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I sh... - Edgar Allan Poe

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

"All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry."

"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."

"And all I loved, I loved alone."

"Lord help my poor soul."