Saturday, January 28, 2012

There is no passion in nature so demonically impatient, as that of him, who shuddering upon the edge of a precipice, thus meditates a plunge. If there be no friendly arm to check us, or if we fail in a sudden effort to prostate ourselves backward from the abyss, we plunge, and are destroyed. 

    -- Edgar Allan Poe

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