EDGAR ALLAN POE (1809 –1849), AN AMERICAN SHORT STORY WRITER, EDITOR, AND LITERARY CRITIC.
“The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?”
“Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.”
“The true genius shudders at incompleteness — imperfection — and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not everything that should be said.”
“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.”
“There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.”
“But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so, in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of today, or the agonies which are have their origin in the ecstasies which might have been.”
“In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.”
“Deep in earth my love is lying
And I must weep alone.”
“All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream”
“To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!”
“Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.”
“It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.”
“I have no faith in human perfectibility. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active - not more happy - nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago.”
“There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.”
“We gave the Future to the winds, and slumbered tranquilly in the Present, weaving the dull world around us into dreams.”
“True, nervous, very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am, but why will say that I am mad?! The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute.”
“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.”
“Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made.”
“From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were - I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring -”
“I call to mind flatness and dampness; and then all is madness - the madness of a memory which busies itself among forbidden things.”
“Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.”
“The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Premature Burial
“Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Works of Edgar Allan Poe (1871)
“The true genius shudders at incompleteness — imperfection — and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not everything that should be said.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, Marginalia
“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven
“There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Masque of the Red Death
“But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so, in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of today, or the agonies which are have their origin in the ecstasies which might have been.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, Berenice
“In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, Ligeia
“Deep in earth my love is lying
And I must weep alone.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, Deep in Earth (1847)
“All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, A Dream Within a Dream
“To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Assignation (1834)
“Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, Eleonora
“It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, Marginalia
“I have no faith in human perfectibility. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active - not more happy - nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, Edgar Allan Poe to James Russell Lowell — July 2, 1844
“There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Man of the Crowd (1850)
“We gave the Future to the winds, and slumbered tranquilly in the Present, weaving the dull world around us into dreams.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Mystery of Marie Rogêt
“True, nervous, very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am, but why will say that I am mad?! The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Tell-Tale Heart and Other Writings
“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.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Black Cat
“Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Masque of the Red Death
“From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were - I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring -”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, Alone
“I call to mind flatness and dampness; and then all is madness - the madness of a memory which busies itself among forbidden things.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Pit and the Pendulum
“Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.”
~ Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven
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