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"The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led."
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"With astonishing wonder, I have seen the magic of life, the power of thoughts, and the beauty of imagination."
"Your imagination, your will, your conscience " these are almighty " they make you achieve things that no human being has ever achieved in history."
"The limits of your imagination create the boundaries of your world."
"O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. . . .She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate stoneOn the forefinger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep."
"Dream is the realm most people live their life."
"Facts? What are facts? I only know imagination!"
"Dreams are the flowers of imagination which bloom on the fertile grounds of the mind."
"Our imagination is bigger than this universe."
"Human beings must love something, and, in the dearth of worthier objectsof affection, I contrived to find a pleasure in loving and cherishing afaded graven image, shabby as a miniature scarecrow. It puzzles me nowto remember with what absurd sincerity I doated on this little toy, halffancying it alive and capable of sensation. I could not sleep unless it wasfolded in my night-gown; and when it lay there safe and warm, I wascomparatively happy, believing it to be happy likewise."
"Fairytales are healthy for the children. As they grow up, the magical thinking wears off, but the fairytale-induced creative brain circuits stay forever."
Explore more quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
"And thus, as a closer and still closer intimacy admitted me more unreservedly into recesses if his spirit, the more bitterly did I perceive the futility of all attempt at cheering a mind from which darkness, as if an inherent positive quality, poured forth upon all objects of the moral and physical universe in one unceasing radiation of gloom."
"The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame."
"Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censerSwung 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."
"How had I deserved to be so blessed by such confessions? -how had I deserved to be so cursed with the removal of my beloved in the hour of her making them, But upon this subject I cannot bear to dilate."
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