If you run out of ideas follow the road; you'll get there
Invisible things are the only realities.
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.
False hope is nicer than no hope at all.
And so, being young and dipt in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.
The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.
Even in the grave, all is not lost.
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.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
To vilify a great man is the readiest way in which a little man can himself attain greatness.
The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow
Reality is the #1 cause of insanity among those who are in contact with it
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.
I have great faith in fools,— self-confidence my friends will call it.
The goodness of your true pun is in the direct ratio of its intolerability.
Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.
Art is to look at not to criticize.
To observe attentively is to remember distinctly.
All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.
Democracy is a very admirable form of government - for dogs
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary.
I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
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