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More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
Those who gossip with you will gossip about you.
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
If a poem hasn't ripped apart your soul; you haven't experienced poetry.
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
I have great faith in fools,— self-confidence my friends will call it.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
Art is to look at not to criticize.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
Never to suffer would have been never to have been blessed
Invisible things are the only realities.