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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

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.

Edgar Allan Poe
Funny, Pain, Memories
Edgar Allan Poe, Simon Marsden (1988). “Visions of Poe: a personal selection of Edgar Allan Poe's stories and poems”, Michael Joseph

To observe attentively is to remember distinctly.

Edgar Allan Poe
Memories, Thoughtful, Remember
Edgar Allan Poe (2014). “Classics Reimagined, Edgar Allan Poe: Stories & Poems”, p.97, Rockport Pub

Dreams are the eraser dust I blow off my page. They fade into the emptiness, another dark gray day. Dreams are only memories of the plans I had back then. Dreams are eraser dust and now I use a pen.

Edgar Allan Poe
Dream, Memories, Dark

Mournful and Never-ending Remembrance.

Edgar Allan Poe
Memories, Remembrance, Perverseness
1846 Of the significance of the bird in his poem'The Raven'.'The Philosophy of Composition', in Graham's Magazine, Apr.

In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.

Edgar Allan Poe
Memories, Long, Remembrance
Edgar Allan Poe (2014). “The Complete Tales & Poems of Edgar Allan Poe”, p.564, Race Point Pub

By the grey woods, by the swamp, where the toad and newt encamp, by the dismal tarns and pools, where dwell the Gouls. By each spot the most unholy, by each nook most melancholy, there the traveller meets, aghast, sheeted memories of the Past. Shrouded forms that start and sigh, as they pass the wanderer by. White-robed forms of friends long given; In agony, to the Earth - and Heaven.

Edgar Allan Poe
Memories, Past, Agony
Edgar Allan Poe (1927). “The best known works of Edgar Allan Poe: poems, tales, essays, criticisms”

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

Edgar Allan Poe
Memories, Mind, Madness
Edgar Allan Poe (1927). “Tales by Edgar Allan Poe”, p.383, Dimitrios Spyridon Chytiris

Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day; or the agonies which are have their origins in ecstasies which might have been.

Edgar Allan Poe
Memories, Past, Agony
Edgar Allan Poe (2017). “EDGAR ALLAN POE: 72 Short Stories and Novels & 80+ Poems; Including Essays, Letters & Biography (Illustrated): Murders in the Rue Morgue, The Raven, Tamerlane, Ulalume, Annabel Lee, The Fall of the House of Usher, The Tell-tale Heart, Berenice, The Philosophy of Composition, The Poetic Principle, Eureka…”, p.293, e-artnow

I might refer at once, if necessary, to a hundred well authenticated instances. One of very remarkable character, and of which the circumstances may be fresh in the memory of some of my readers, occurred, not very long ago, in the neighboring city of Baltimore, where it occasioned a painful, intense, and widely extended excitement.

Edgar Allan Poe
Memories, Character, Long Ago
Edgar Allan Poe (1927). “Tales by Edgar Allan Poe”, p.401, Dimitrios Spyridon Chytiris

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee--by these angels he hath sent thee-- Respite--respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!" Quothe the Raven, "Nevermore.

Edgar Allan Poe
Memories, Angel, Air
Edgar Allan Poe, Brod Bagert (1995). “Edgar Allan Poe”, p.17, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.

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