In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.
[Edgar Allan Poe »Ligeia« (1838)]
But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so, in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of today, or the agonies which are have their origin in the ecstasies which might have been.
[Edgar Allan Poe »Berenice« (1835)]
Invisible things are the only realities.
[Edgar Allan Poe »Loss of Breath« (1832)]
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 Poe »The Premature Burial« (1844)]
[»Blue November Mood« by Goedart Palm]
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
[Edgar Allan Poe »Eleonora« (1842)]
I have great faith in fools - self-confidence my friends will call it.
[Edgar Allan Poe »Marginalia« (1836)]
Experience has shown, and a true philosophy will always show, that a vast, perhaps the larger, portion of truth arises from the seemingly irrelevant.
[Edgar Allan Poe »The Mystery of Marie Rogêt« (1842)]
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