Top 50+ Edgar Allan Poe Quotes

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Edgar Allan Poe Quotes

1. I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

2. All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream

3. We loved with a love that was more than love.

4. Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

5. I have great faith in fools – self-confidence my friends will call it.

6. I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.

7. There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.

8. I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.

9. Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.

10. Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.

11. Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.

12. Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.

13. Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.

14. All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.

15. Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence– whether much that is glorious– whether all that is profound– does not spring from disease of thought– from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.

16. If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.

17. The best things in life make you sweaty.

18. I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.

19. Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone.”

20. And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.

21. It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.

22. I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.

23. Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

24. I have no faith in human perfectibility. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active – not more happy – nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago.

25. And all I loved, I loved alone.

26.Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

27. Invisible things are the only realities.

28. The true genius shudders at incompleteness — imperfection — and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not everything that should be said.

29. The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.

30. Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.

31. I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.

32. With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.

33. There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.

34. I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty.

35. I dread the events of the future, not in themselves but in their results.

36. Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.

37. That which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.

38. To elevate the soul, poetry is necessary.

39. It is a happiness to wonder; — it is a happiness to dream.

40. Now this is the point. You fancy me a mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded…

41. The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins

42. I intend to put up with nothing that I can put down.

43. There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.

44. Even in the grave, all is not lost.

45. Yet mad I am not…and very surely do I not dream.

46. Quoth the Raven, “Nevermore.

47. Convinced myself, I seek not to convince.

48. Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence.

50. To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!

51. Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.

52. Stupidity is a talent for misconception.

53. A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.

54. True, nervous, very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am, but why will say that I am mad?! The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute.

55. The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame.

56. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.

57. Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore…

58. Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?

59. Art is to look at not to criticize.

60. Experience has shown, and a true philosophy will always show, that a vast, perhaps the larger, portion of truth arises from the seemingly irrelevant.

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