All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. We loved with a love that was more than love. Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. I have great faith in fools - self-confidence my friends will call it.
“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.” “I call to mind flatness and dampness; and then all is madness - the madness of a memory which busies itself among forbidden things.” “Quoth the Raven, “Nevermore.”
Edgar Allan Poe had a fear of being buried alive. The premature burial of comatose people was not unheard of before modern medicine. Coffins were sometimes equipped with devices to allow victims to signal for help. Poe's fear is reflected in his stories 'The Premature Burial' and 'The Cask of Amontillado.
“This maiden she lived with no other thought / Than to love and be loved by me.” “Deep in earth my love is lying/And I must weep alone.” “Because it was my crime to have no one on Earth who cared for me, or loved me.”
Taken to Washington College Hospital, Poe slipped in and out of consciousness; he died early on the morning of October 7, reportedly uttering the last words “Lord help my poor soul.”
Edgar Allan Poe's best-known works include the poems “To Helen” (1831), “The Raven” (1845), and “Annabel Lee” (1849); the short stories of wickedness and crime “The Tell-Tale Heart” (1843) and “The Cask of Amontillado” (1846); and the supernatural horror story “The Fall of the House of Usher” (1839).
Hal Poe said Edgar Allan Poe became a Christian before his death. “It's a story of Poe's spiritual experience and how he came to believe in the God who created the universe, and how he came to go forward at a revival meeting five weeks before he died,” Hal Poe said.
Life is hard enough. Life is always going to be hard, so you need to push for what you want. Luck is great, but most of life is hard work. No matter what job or industry you're in, life is hard, but we're all going through a difficult time and the best thing we can do is pick each other up and move on together.
Throughout his life, Edgar Allan Poe lost the women he loved, including his mother, adoptive mother and wife, many to tuberculosis. Their absence played a huge role in his writing.
Poe's work was likely inspired by his own tragic childhood; both of his parents died while he was very young, and his foster mother passed away when he was 20.
