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.

Many years ago, I contracted an intimacy with a Mr. William Legrand. He was of an ancient Huguenot family, and had once been wealthy; but a series of misfortunes had reduced him to want.

The analytical power should not be confounded with simple ingenuity; for while the analyst is necessarily ingenious, the ingenious man is often remarkably incapable of analysis.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" — Merely this, and nothing more

I call to mind flatness and dampness; and then all is madness - the madness of a memory which busies itself among forbidden things.

Never to suffer would have been never to have been blessed.

Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.