Edgar Allan Poe — "To the poet himself we have only to say-from any farther specimens of your stupi…"
To the poet himself we have only to say-from any farther specimens of your stupidity, good Lord deliver us!
To the poet himself we have only to say-from any farther specimens of your stupidity, good Lord deliver us!
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"There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust."
"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 loneli…"
"I have a great deal of what the world calls talent, but I have no application."
"The ‛Imp of the Perverse’ is a radical, a primitive impulse—elementary, and altogether indissoluble."
"Why does a lady in tight corsets never need comfort? Because she's already so laced. — solaced."
American Gothic poet and short-story writer who invented the detective story (Murders in the Rue Morgue) and shaped horror literature. Closely associated with Nathaniel Hawthorne (fellow American Gothic) and Charles Baudelaire (his French translator and torch-bearer). For an intellectual contrast, see Ralph Waldo Emerson, Transcendentalist optimist of self-reliance — Poe wrote essays attacking the entire Transcendentalist circle as didactic and intellectually thin — he derisively called them 'Frogpondians' and treated their cheerful mysticism as the literary opposite of his macabre realism.
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