I have made no money. I am as poor now as ever I was in my life - except in hope, which is by no means bankable.

I could have clasped the red walls to my bosom as a garment of eternal peace. "Death," I said, "any death but that of the pit!" Fool! might I have not known that into the pit it was the object of the burning iron to urge me?

Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence.

Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.

Yet we met; and fate bound us together at the alter,and I never spoke of passion nor thought of love. She, however shunned society, and, attaching herself to me alone rendered me happy. It is a happiness to wonder; it is a happiness to dream.

The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.

Once upon a midnight dreary