Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made.
Edgar Allan PoeI 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.
Edgar Allan PoeDeep 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
Edgar Allan Poe