é claro que não tenho, já, a certeza, mas penso que esta terá sido a minha primeira citação...

já devem ter passado 20 anos, and this same old feeling, keeps on going

From childhood’s hour I have not been

As others were - I have not seen

As others saw - I could not bring

My passions from a common spring.

From the same source I have not taken

My sorrow; I could not awaken

My heart to joy at the same tone;

And all I loved, I loved alone.

Then - in my childhood, in the dawn

Of a most stormy life - was drawn

From every depht of good and ill

The mystery which binds me still:

From the torrent, or the fountain,

From the red cliff of the mountain,

From the thunder and the storm,

And the cloud that took the form

(when the rest of Heaven was blue)

Of a demon in my view.

Edgar Allan Poe