More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!
If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if he deceives me twice, shame on me.
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.
A wise man hears one word and understands two.
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.
Art is to look at not to criticize.
The best things in life make you sweaty.
A lie travels round the world while truth is putting her boots on.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
