“I am excessively slothful, and wonderfully industrious-by fits. There are epochs when any kind of mental exercise is torture, and when nothing yields me pleasure but the solitary communion with the 'mountains & the woods'-the 'altars' of Byron. I have thus rambled and dreamed away whole months, and awake, at last, to a sort of mania for composition. Then I scribble all day, and read all night, so long as the disease endures.” KindLongWholeLastsNightPleasureMonthsFitExerciseMountainDiseaseDepressionEndureWoodsAwakeTortureYieldSolitaryCompositionCommunionAll NightAltarsIndustriousManiaByronScribbles Book:The Portable Edgar Allan Poe Source: The Portable Edgar Allan Poe
“Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night, The angels of the dark, restoring sight; We go -- the pains of Day to soothe, console -- Awake, arise! Behold thou art made whole.” ArtMadeStatesWholeCarePainNightWaitingDarkSecretSweetPureAngelSightAriseCuresAwakeHollowNursingNoonConsoleSuspendedSlumberRestoringWeavingHandmaids Author:Bram Stoker
“Every day I have to be awake to escape.. ..The whole world is sleepy. It is a real fight to be awake, to see everything new, for the first time in your life.” WorldFirstsRealWholeFightingFirst TimeWhole WorldAwakeSleepy Author:Karel Appel