I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea; But we loved with a love that was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.

The unity of effect or impression is a point of the greatest importance. It is clear, moreover, that this unity cannot be thoroughly preserved in productions whose perusal cannot be completed at one sitting.

In efforts to soar above our nature, we invariably fall below it.

Whether people grow fat by joking, or whether there is something in fat itself which predisposes to a joke, I have never been quite able to determine.

Beauty is the sole legitimate province of the poem.

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting...

Of puns it has been said that those who most dislike them are those who are least able to utter them.