And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams-- In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams! Edgar Allan Poe More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe More Quotes From Edgar Allan Poe And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; — This it is, and nothing more. Edgar Allan Poe purpleheartdoors A mystery, and a dream, should my early life seem. Edgar Allan Poe mysteryshoulddream There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told. Men die nightly in their beds, wringing the hands of ghostly confessors, and looking them piteously in the eyes - die with despair of heart and convulsion of throat, on account of the hideousness of mysteries which will not suffer themselves to be revealed. Now and then, alas, the conscience of man takes up a burden so heavy in horror that it can be thrown down only into the grave. And thus the essence of all crime is undivulged. Edgar Allan Poe eyeheartmen And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you"— here I opened wide the door; — Darkness there, and nothing more. Edgar Allan Poe darknesshearddoors Democracy is a very admirable form of government - for dogs Edgar Allan Poe democracygovernmentdog A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young. Edgar Allan Poe diedyoung One half of the pleasure experienced at a theatre arises from the spectator's sympathy with the rest of the audience, and, especially from his belief in their sympathy with him. Edgar Allan Poe theatreactinghalf Yet, mad am I not — and very surely do I not dream. Edgar Allan Poe sanitymaddream The sole purpose is to provide infinite springs, at which the soul may allay the eternal thirst TO KNOW which is forever unquenchable within it, since to quench it, would be to extinguish the soul's self. Edgar Allan Poe selfforeverspring Thou wouldst be loved? - then let thy heart Edgar Allan Poe simplelifeart That man is not truly brave who is afraid either to seem or to be, when it suits him, a coward. Edgar Allan Poe thoughtfulcouragemen I hold that a long poem does not exist. I maintain that the phrase, "a long poem," is simply a flat contradiction in terms. Edgar Allan Poe phrasesdoelong 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 madnessmindmemories I seemed to be upon the verge of comprehension, without the power to comprehend as men, at time, find themselves upon the brink of rememberance, without being able, in the end, to remember. Edgar Allan Poe ableremembermen Yes, Heaven is thine; but this Is a world of sweets and sours; Our flowers are merelyflowers. Edgar Allan Poe flowersweetheaven Either 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 Poe agonymemoriespast Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries Edgar Allan Poe soleluxurybook A man's grammar, like Caesar's wife, must not only be pure, but above suspicion of impurity. Edgar Allan Poe wifewritingmen I have no words alas! to tell the loveliness of loving well Edgar Allan Poe alaslovelinesswells The analytical power should not be confounded with simple ingenuity; for while the analyst is necessarily ingenious, the ingenious man is often remarkably incapable of analysis. Edgar Allan Poe powersimplemen
