Poet Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe

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Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.
Take this kiss upon the brow And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not wrong who deem That my days have been a dream Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.
All that we see and seem is but a dream within a dream.
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night.
I have great faith in fools; self-confidence, my friends call it.
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
It may well be doubted whether human ingenuity can construct an enigma... which human ingenuity may not, by proper application, resolve.
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
I have great faith in fools -- self confidence my friends call it.
Convinced myself, I seek not to convince.
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.
Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.
Sleep, those little slices of death, how I loathe them.
Sleep, those little slices of death; Oh how I loathe them.
Children are never too tender to be whipped. Like tough beefsteaks, the more you beat them, the more tender they become.

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