It is a happiness to wonder; it is a happiness to dream.
I do not
suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it.
Words have
no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
I grew, day
by day, more moody, more irritable, more regardless of the feelings of others.
We loved
with a love that was more than love.
Edgar Allen Poe
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