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 POEIt is a happiness to wonder; it is a happiness to dream.
More Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
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Experience has shown, and a true philosophy will always show, that a vast, perhaps the larger, portion of truth arises from the seemingly irrelevant.
EDGAR ALLAN POEExperience has shown, and a true philosophy will always show, that a vast, perhaps the larger, portion of truth arises from the seemingly irrelevant.
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I am a writer. Therefore, I am not sane.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI am a writer. Therefore, I am not sane.
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As a poet and as a mathematician, he would reason well; as a mere mathematician, he could not have reasoned at all.
EDGAR ALLAN POEAs a poet and as a mathematician, he would reason well; as a mere mathematician, he could not have reasoned at all.
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Leave my loneliness unbroken.
EDGAR ALLAN POELeave my loneliness unbroken.
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From childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
EDGAR ALLAN POEFrom childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
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Those who gossip with you will gossip about you.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThose who gossip with you will gossip about you.
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Imperceptibly the love of these discords grew upon me as my love of music grew stronger.
EDGAR ALLAN POEImperceptibly the love of these discords grew upon me as my love of music grew stronger.
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The ninety and nine are with dreams, content, but the hope of the world made new, is the hundredth man who is grimly bent on making those dreams come true.
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Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
EDGAR ALLAN POEAh, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
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If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.
EDGAR ALLAN POEIf you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.
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Even in the grave, all is not lost.
EDGAR ALLAN POEEven in the grave, all is not lost.
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A wise man hears one word and understands two.
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That which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.
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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 POEThe true genius shudders at incompleteness – imperfection – and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not everything that should be said.
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