Quotes from Edgar Allan Poe

There is no beauty without some strangeness

Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

Even in the grave, all is not lost.

Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.

From a proud tower in the town, Death looks gigantically down.

And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.

In me didst thou exist-and, in my death, see by this image, which is thine own, how utterly thou hast murdered thyself.

In the deepest slumber-no! In delirium-no! In a swoon-no! In death-no! even in the grave all is not lost.

Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!

From childhood's hour I have not been As others were--I have not seen As others saw.

There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad humanity must assume the aspect of Hell

I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it.

My next thought concerned the choice of an impression, or effect, to be conveyed: and here I may as well observe that, throughout the construction, I kept steadily in view the design.

All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.

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

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.

Scorching my seared heart with a pain, not hell shall make me fear again.

Man's real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.

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?

Lord help my poor soul.

We gave the Future to the winds, and slumbered tranquilly in the Present, weaving the dull world around us into dreams.

There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere man

The best things in life make you sweaty.