More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
Those who gossip with you will gossip about you.
Me volví loco, con largos intervalos de horrible cordura.
They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night
If you run out of ideas follow the road; you'll get there
Never to suffer would have been never to have been blessed
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.
If a poem hasn't ripped apart your soul; you haven't experienced poetry.
I have great faith in fools,— self-confidence my friends will call it.
There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
