“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.”
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
“We loved with a love that was more than love.”
“Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.”
“I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it.”
“criticism I will be bold, and as sternly, absolutely just with friend and foe. From this purpose nothing shall turn me.”
“Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.”
~Edgar Allan Poe~
Youth Of A Nation:Bent not Broke 