Edgar Allan Poe — "I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow."
I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.
I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.
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"Sleep, those little slices of death; Oh how I loathe them."
"All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream."
"That pleasure which is at once the most pure, the most elevating, and the most intense, is derived, I maintain, from the contemplation of the beautiful."
"Man's real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so."
"No spectacle can be more pitiable than that of a man without the commonest school education busying himself in attempts to instruct mankind on topics of polite literature."
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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