More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear.
All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.
And so, being young and dipt in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.
I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
The past is a pebble in my shoe.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
Art is to look at not to criticize.
If you run out of ideas follow the road; you'll get there
I have great faith in fools,— self-confidence my friends will call it.
Happiness is not to be found in knowledge, but in the acquisition of knowledge