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More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
False hope is nicer than no hope at all.
If you run out of ideas follow the road; you'll get there
Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear.
I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
I have great faith in fools,— self-confidence my friends will call it.
And all I loved, I loved alone.
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.