Popular Edgar Allan Poe Quotes

Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.


Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or silly action for no other reason than because he knows he should not? Have we not a perpetual inclination, in the teeth of our best judgement, to violate that which is Law, merely because we understand it to be such?


I blush, I burn, I shudder, while I pen the damnable atrocity.


The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame.


I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.


Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.


All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.


The best things in life make you sweaty.


And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.


All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.


I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.


I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.


All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.


As for Republicanism, no analogy could be found for it upon the face of the earth—unless we except the case of the “prairie dogs,” an exception which seems to demonstrate, if anything, that democracy is a very admirable form of government—for dogs.


I heed not that my earthly lot Hath – little of Earth in it – That years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute: – I mourn not that the desolate Are happier, sweet, than I, But that you sorrow for my fate Who am a passer by.


By the grey woods, by the swamp, where the toad and newt encamp, by the dismal tarns and pools, where dwell the Ghouls. By each spot the most unholy, by each nook most melancholy, there the traveller meets, aghast, sheeted memories of the Past. Shrouded forms that start and sigh, as they pass the wanderer by. White-robed forms of friends long given; In agony, to the Earth – and Heaven.