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  • #1
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Invisible things are the only realities.”
    Edgar Allan Poe, Loss of Breath

  • #2
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind”
    Edgar Allen Poe

  • #3
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Convinced myself, I seek not to convince.”
    Edgar Allen Poe, Great Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe

  • #4
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.”
    Edgar Allen Poe

  • #5
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore...”
    Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven

  • #6
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “To acquire the habit of reading is to construct for yourself a refuge from almost all the miseries of life.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, Books and You

  • #7
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “The great tragedy of life is not that men perish, but that they cease to love.”
    W. Somerset Maugham

  • #8
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it; but the young know they are wretched for they are full of the truthless ideal which have been instilled into them, and each time they come in contact with the real, they are bruised and wounded. It looks as if they were victims of a conspiracy; for the books they read, ideal by the necessity of selection, and the conversation of their elders, who look back upon the past through a rosy haze of forgetfulness, prepare them for an unreal life. They must discover for themselves that all they have read and all they have been told are lies, lies, lies; and each discovery is another nail driven into the body on the cross of life.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage

  • #9
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “If a man hasn't what's necessary to make a woman love him, it's his fault, not hers.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil

  • #10
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.”
    W. Somerset Maugham

  • #11
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “Oh, it's always the same,' she sighed, 'if you want men to behave well to you, you must be beastly to them; if you treat them decently they make you suffer for it.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage
    tags: love, men

  • #12
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “For men and women are not only themselves; they are also the region in which they are born, the city apartment or farm in which they learnt to walk, the games they played as children, the old wives tales they overheard, the food they ate, the schools they attended, the sports they followed, the poets they read, and the God they believed in. It is all these things that have made them what they are, and these are the things that you can't come to know by hearsay...”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Razor’s Edge

  • #13
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “Love is what happens to men and women who don't know each other.”
    W. Somerset Maugham
    tags: love

  • #14
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “It was such a lovely day I thought it a pity to get up.”
    W. Somerset Maugham

  • #15
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #16
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.”
    Edgar Allan Poe, The Complete Stories and Poems

  • #17
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Deep in earth my love is lying
    And I must weep alone.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #18
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #19
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #20
    Edgar Allan Poe
    A Dream Within A Dream

    Take this kiss upon the brow!
    And, in parting from you now,
    Thus much let me avow-
    You are not wrong, who deem
    That my days have been a dream;
    Yet if hope has flown away
    In a night, or in a day,
    In a vision, or in none,
    Is it therefore the less gone?
    All that we see or seem
    Is but a dream within a dream.

    I stand amid the roar
    Of a surf-tormented shore,
    And I hold within my hand
    Grains of the golden sand-
    How few! yet how they creep
    Through my fingers to the deep,
    While I weep- while I weep!
    O God! can I not grasp
    Them with a tighter clasp?
    O God! can I not save
    One from the pitiless wave?
    Is all that we see or seem
    But a dream within a dream?”
    Edgar Allen Poe, The Complete Stories and Poems

  • #21
    Anastasia Bolinder
    “I romanticize life the way artists see scenery or a dreamer gazes up at the stars.”
    Anastasia Bolinder



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