More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
Never to suffer would have been never to have been blessed
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
And so, being young and dipt in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.
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.
The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.
Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
Happiness is not to be found in knowledge, but in the acquisition of knowledge
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night
