Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.
EDGAR ALLAN POEBelieve nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.
EDGAR ALLAN POEA million candles have burned themselves out. Still I read on.
EDGAR ALLAN POEDeep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe 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 POEI have, indeed, no abhorrence of danger, except in its absolute effect – in terror.
EDGAR ALLAN POENever to suffer would never to have been blessed.
EDGAR ALLAN POEEither the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day; or the agonies which are have their origins in ecstasies which might have been.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
EDGAR ALLAN POEIn efforts to soar above our nature, we invariably fall below it.
EDGAR ALLAN POEPoetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThe believer is happy. The doubter is wise.
EDGAR ALLAN POEThat which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.
EDGAR ALLAN POEAnd so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI am a writer. Therefore, I am not sane.
EDGAR ALLAN POEFalse hope is nicer than no hope at all.
EDGAR ALLAN POEI dread the events of the future, not in themselves but in their results.
EDGAR ALLAN POE