A Quote by Edgar Allan Poe

The fever called "living" Is conquer'd at last. — © Edgar Allan Poe
The fever called "living" Is conquer'd at last.
Thank Heaven! The crisis /The danger is past, and the lingering illness, is over at last /, and the fever called ''Living'' is conquered at last.
Conquer the thousands of man may not be called a winner, but be able to conquer yourself is called a brilliant conqueror!
Greece expects you not merely to die for her, for that is little, indeed; she expects you to conquer. That is why each one of you, even in dying, should be possessed by one thought alone - how to conserve your strength to the last so that those who survive may conquer. And you will conquer, I am more than sure of this.
Greater in battle than the man who would conquer a thousand-thousand men, is he who would conquer just one — himself. Better to conquer yourself than others. When you've trained yourself, living in constant self-control, neither a deva nor gandhabba, nor a Mara banded with Brahmas, could turn that triumph back into defeat.
These individulas have riches just as we say that we 'have a fever,' when really the fever has us.
Ive done Hay Fever and this one was called Another Time by Ronald Harwood.
Love was a fever that came along a few years after chicken-pox and measles and scarlet fever.
Impatience turns an ague into a fever, a fever to the plague, fear into despair, anger into rage, loss into madness, and sorrow to amazement.
I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.
Conquer your neighbourhood, conquer your city, conquer your country, and then go after the rest of the world. That's my mantra.
Love will conquer at the last.
I want a fever, in poetry: a fever, and tranquillity.
When you have closed the Bible, you have neither closed God's mind nor shut God's mouth. God continues to speak, live and exist. I think we should consult the living God for the living word for living people dealing with death, destruction and despair in the midst of our hurt humanity. I believe love will conquer all.
Humanity has but three great enemies: fever, famine, and war; of these by far the greatest, by far the most terrible, is fever.
R.Pattz fever is a lot louder than George Clooney fever. The younger girls are a little louder.
Perhaps we should put up posters in such places reminding people that where they stand was underwater the last time that the Earth ran a 3°F fever.
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