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?
Edgar Allan PoeI dread the events of the future, not in themselves but in their results.
Edgar Allan PoeBeauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
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All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
Edgar Allan PoeTags: perception dreams dreaming
We had always dwelled together, beneath a tropical sun, in the Valley of the Many Colored Grass.
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Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
Edgar Allan PoeTags: day dreams dreaming night
No murmur arose from its bed, and so gently it wandered along, that the pearly pebbles upon which we loved to gaze, far down within its bosom, stirred not at all, but lay in a motionless content, each in its own old station, shining on gloriously forever.
Edgar Allan PoeTags: elenora
To elevate the soul, poetry is necessary.
Edgar Allan PoeThere are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
Edgar Allan PoeAnd Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.
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