Edgar Allan Poe
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The true genius shudders at incompleteness — and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be.

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

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?

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.

That man is not truly brave who is afraid either to seem or to be, when it suits him, a coward.

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