More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
There is no beauty without some strangeness
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
The believer is happy. The doubter is wise.
Never to suffer would have been never to have been blessed
Those who gossip with you will gossip about you.
The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
And all I loved, I loved alone.
I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.
If you run out of ideas follow the road; you'll get there
