I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.

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Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence– whether much that is glorious– whether all that is profound– does not spring from disease of thought– from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.

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Invisible things are the only realities.

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The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow

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A wise man hears one word and understands two.

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

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Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.

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Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear.

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If a poem hasn't ripped apart your soul; you haven't experienced poetry.

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The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.

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