The ninety and nine are with dreams, content but the hope of the world made new, is the hundredth man who is grimly bent on making those dreams come true.

Quote by Edgar Allan Poe

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From childhood's hour I have not been As others were--I have not seen As others...

From childhood's hour I have not been As others were--I have not seen As others...

A strong argument for the religion of Christ is this / that offences against Charity...

A strong argument for the religion of Christ is this / that offences against Charity...

To vilify a great man is the readiest way in which a little man can...

To vilify a great man is the readiest way in which a little man can...

There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our...

There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our...

If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing...

If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing...

In one case out of a hundred a point is excessively discussed because it is...

In one case out of a hundred a point is excessively discussed because it is...

In beauty of face no maiden ever equaled her. It was the radiance of an...

In beauty of face no maiden ever equaled her. It was the radiance of an...

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall...

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall...

I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no...

I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no...

There are few cases in which mere popularity should be considered a proper test of...

There are few cases in which mere popularity should be considered a proper test of...

Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.

I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it.

I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it.

There are few cases in which mere popularity should be considered a proper test of...

There are few cases in which mere popularity should be considered a proper test of...

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no...

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no...

I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no...

I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no...

I have great faith in fools - my friends call it self-confidence

I have great faith in fools - my friends call it self-confidence

It will be found, in fact, that the ingenious are always fanciful, and the truly...

It will be found, in fact, that the ingenious are always fanciful, and the truly...

The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.

The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.

That man is not truly brave who is afraid either to seem or to be,...

That man is not truly brave who is afraid either to seem or to be,...