The pioneers and missionaries of religion have been the real cause of more trouble and war than all other classes of mankind. Edgar Allan Poe More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe More Quotes From Edgar Allan Poe Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!†Quoth the raven, “Nevermore. Edgar Allan Poe ravensheartdoors Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever! Let the bell toll!-a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river; And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear?-weep now or nevermore! Edgar Allan Poe guybrokenrivers Grammar is the analysis of language. Edgar Allan Poe analysislanguagewriting If any ambitious man have a fancy to revolutionize, at one effort, the universal world of human thought, human opinion, and human sentiment. Edgar Allan Poe ambitiouseffortmen Over the Mountains Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride," The shade replied,- "If you seek for Eldorado. Edgar Allan Poe mountainshadowmoon But Psyche uplifting her finger said: Sadly this star I mistrust Edgar Allan Poe starsupliftingsaid If the propositions of this Discourse are tenable, the "state of progressive collapse" is precisely that state in which alone we are warranted in considering All Things. Edgar Allan Poe discourseprogressivestates It all depends on the robber's knowledge of the loser's knowledge of the robber. - Daupin Edgar Allan Poe robbersdependsloser I never can hear a crowd of people singing and gesticulating, all together, at an Italian opera, without fancying myself at Athens, listening to that particular tragedy, by Sophocles, in which he introduces a full chorus of turkeys, who set about bewailing the death of Meleager. Edgar Allan Poe turkeysitalianart The fever called "living" Is conquer'd at last. Edgar Allan Poe feverlastslife The true genius shudders at incompleteness. Edgar Allan Poe incompletenesstensiongenius The greater amount of truth is impulsively uttered; thus the greater amount is spoken, not written. Edgar Allan Poe writtengreatertruth Yet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heartone of the indivisible primary faculties, or sentiments, which give direction to the character of Man. Edgar Allan Poe givingcharactermen If any ambitious man have a fancy to revolutionize, at one effort, the universal world of human thought, human opinion, and human sentiment, the opportunity is his own -- the road to immortal renown lies straight, open, and unencumbered before him. All that he has to do is to write and publish a very little book. Its title should be simple -- a few plain words -- My Heart Laid Bare. But -- this little book must be true to its title. Edgar Allan Poe honestybooklying For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea. Edgar Allan Poe dreambeautifuldeath And travellers, now, within that valley, Through the red-litten windows see Vast forms, that move fantastically To a discordant melody, While, like a ghastly rapid river, Through the pale door A hideous throng rush out forever And laugh — but smile no more. Edgar Allan Poe riversdoorsmoving Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight! From the molten golden notes, And all in tune What a liquid ditty floats To the turtle-dove that listens while she gloats On the moon! Edgar Allan Poe turtlesmoonnight Were the succession of stars endless, then the background of the sky would present us an uniform luminosity, like that displayed by the Galaxy-since there could be absolutely no point, in all that background, at which would not exist a star. The only mode, therefore, in which, under such a state of affairs, we could comprehend the voids which our telescopes find in innumerable directions, would be by supposing the distance of the invisible background so immense that no ray from it has yet been able to reach us at all. Edgar Allan Poe distancestarsscience Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night, While the stars that oversprinkle All the Heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight: Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells-- From the jingling and the tingling of the bells. Edgar Allan Poe starsairnight A fearful instance of the ill consequences attending upon irascibility - alive, with the qualifications of the dead - dead, with the propensities of the living - an anomaly on the face of the earth - being very calm, yet breathless. Edgar Allan Poe anomaliesaliveearth
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