Maxioms by Edgar Allan Poe
There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute which goes directly to the heart of him read more
There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere man
Reality is the #1 cause of insanity among those who are in contact with it
Reality is the #1 cause of insanity among those who are in contact with it
Hear the mellow wedding bells,
Golden bells!
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells
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Hear the mellow wedding bells,
Golden bells!
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells
Through the balmy air of night
How they ring out their delight!
From the molten golden notes,
And all in tune
What a liquid ditty floats
To the turtle-dove that listens while she gloats
On the moon!
I have great faith in fools--self-confidence my friends call it.
I have great faith in fools--self-confidence my friends call it.
The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.
The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.
