More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
Those who gossip with you will gossip about you.
Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
If you run out of ideas follow the road; you'll get there
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
That pleasure which is at once the most pure, the most elevating and the most intense, is derived, I maintain, from the contemplation of the beautiful.
The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow
If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if he deceives me twice, shame on me.
To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!
Art is to look at not to criticize.
I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
