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Edgar Allan Poe
“The realities of the world affected me as visions, and as visions only, while the wild ideas of the land of dreams became, in turn,鈥攏ot the material of my every-day existence--but in very deed that existence utterly and solely in itself.”
Edgar Allen Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
“Misery is manifold. The wretchedness of earth is multiform. Overreaching the wide horizon as the rainbow, its hues are as various as the hues of that arch, --as distinct too, yet as intimately blended. Overreaching the wide horizon as the rainbow! How is it that from beauty I have derived a type of unloveliness? --from the covenant of peace a simile of sorrow? But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so, in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day, or the agonies which are have their origin in the ecstasies which might have been.”
Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
“In the strange anomaly of my existence, feelings with me had never been of the heart, and my passions always were of the mind.”
Edgar Allan Poe, Berenice

Ambrose Bierce
“Her locks an ancient lady gave
Her loving husband's life to save;
And men 鈥� they honored so the dame 鈥�
Upon some stars bestowed her name.

But to our modern married fair,
Who'd give their lords to save their hair,
No stellar recognition's given.
There are not stars enough in heaven.”
Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary - With a Preface by the Author and a Short Biography of Ambrose Bierce

Ambrose Bierce
“Her locks an ancient lady gave
Her loving husband's life to save;
And men 鈥� they honored so the dame 鈥�
Upon some stars bestowed her name.
But to our modern married fair,
Who'd give their lords to save their hair,
No stellar recognition's given.
There are not stars enough in heaven.”
Ambrose Bierce, The Devil鈥檚 Dictionary

Edgar Allan Poe
“Sus ojos no ten铆an vida ni brillo y parec铆an sin pupilas, y esquiv茅 involuntariamente su mirada vidriosa para contemplar los labios, finos y contra铆dos. Se entreabrieron, y en una sonrisa de expresi贸n peculiar los dientes de la cambiada Berenice se revelaron lentamente a mis ojos. 隆Ojal谩 nunca los hubiera visto o, despu茅s de verlos, hubiese muerto!”
Edgar Allan Poe, Berenice

Edgar Allan Poe
“隆Los dientes! 隆Los dientes! Estaban aqu铆 y all铆 y en todas partes, visibles y palpables, ante m铆; largos, estrechos, blanqu铆simos, con los p谩lidos labios contray茅ndose a su alrededor, como en el momento mismo en que hab铆an empezado a distenderse.”
Edgar Allan Poe, Berenice

Edgar Allan Poe
“Sin embargo, su recuerdo estaba repleto de horror, horror m谩s horrible por lo vago, terror m谩s terrible por su ambig眉edad. Era una p谩gina atroz en la historia de mi existencia, escrita toda con recuerdos oscuros, espantosos, ininteligibles. Luch茅 por descifrarlos, pero en vano, mientras una y otra vez, como el esp铆ritu de un sonido ausente, un agudo y penetrante grito de mujer parec铆a sonar en mis o铆dos. Yo hab铆a hecho algo. 驴Qu茅 era? Me lo pregunt茅 a m铆 mismo en voz alta, y los susurrantes ecos del aposento me respondieron: 驴Qu茅 era?”
Edgar Allan Poe, Berenice

Edgar Allan Poe
“La desdicha es diversa. La desgracia cunde multiforme sobre la tierra. Desplegada sobre el ancho horizonte como el arco iris, sus colores son tan variados como los de este y tambi茅n tan distintos y tan 铆ntimamente unidos.”
Edgar Allan Poe, Berenice