Edgar Allen Poe

Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it.

I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active - not more happy - nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago.

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?

They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry
eromreven eromreven
Nov 22, 2007