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Edgar Allan Poe
United States
19 Jan 1809 // 7 Oct 1849
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On Poetry:
With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.
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On Madness:
Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.
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On Religion:
All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.
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On Forget:
If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.
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On Beauty:
There is no exquisite beauty� without some strangeness in the proportion.
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On Heart:
I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
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On Dream:
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
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On Believe:
Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear.
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On Madness:
I have great faith in fools - self-confidence my friends will call it.
Marginalia
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On Dream:
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
On Anger:
"For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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Friedrich Nietzsche
On Destiny:
"Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Francis Bacon
On Friendship:
"A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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