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Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence– whether much that is glorious– whether all that is profound– does not spring from disease of thought– from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.
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More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
Always keep a big bottle of booze at your side. If a bird starts talking nonsense to you in the middle of the night pour yourself a stiff drink.
I have great faith in fools,— self-confidence my friends will call it.
Me volví loco, con largos intervalos de horrible cordura.
If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if he deceives me twice, shame on me.
All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.
And so, being young and dipt in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.
Invisible things are the only realities.
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.
And all I loved, I loved alone.
