To be thoroughly conversant with Man’s heart, is to take our final lesson in the iron-clasped volume of Despair Edgar Allan Poe More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe More Quotes From Edgar Allan Poe In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed-- But a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted. Edgar Allan Poe darkdreamnight ...for her whom in life thou dids't abhor, in death thou shalt adore Edgar Allan Poe adore The depth lies in the valleys where we seek her, and not upon the mountain-tops where she is found. Edgar Allan Poe mountaindepthlying A million candles have burned themselves out. Still I read on. (Montresor) Edgar Allan Poe burnedcandlestills To vilify a great man is the readiest way in which a little man can himself attain greatness. Edgar Allan Poe thoughtfulgreatnessmen Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I should call it 'the reproduction of what the Senses perceive in Nature through the veil of the soul.' The mere imitation, however accurate, of what is in Nature, entitles no man to the sacred name of 'Artist.' Edgar Allan Poe naturemenart Music, when combined with a pleasurable idea, is poetry; music, without the idea, is simply music; the idea, without the music, is prose, from its very definitiveness. Edgar Allan Poe thoughtfulmusic-isideas Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary. Edgar Allan Poe midnightliteratureweak It would be mockery to call such dreariness heaven at all. Edgar Allan Poe mockerywould-beheaven As a viewed myself in a fragment of looking-glass..., I was so impressed with a sense of vague awe at my appearance ... that I was seized with a violent tremour. Edgar Allan Poe violentglassesappearance The enormous multiplication of books in every branch of knowledge is one of the greatest evils of this age, since it presents one of the most serious obstacles to the acquisition of correct information by throwing in the reader's way piles of lumber in which he must painfully grope for the scraps of useful matter, peradventure interspersed. Edgar Allan Poe ageevilbook Thy soul shall find itself alone ’Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone— Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy. Be silent in that solitude, Which is not loneliness—for then The spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee are again In death around thee—and their will Shall overshadow thee: be still. [...] Edgar Allan Poe lonelinesstombstonedark The most 'popular,' the most 'successful' writers among us (for a brief period, at least) are, 99 times out of a hundred, persons of mere effrontery-in a word, busy-bodies, toadies, quacks. Edgar Allan Poe toadybodysuccessful Beauty is the sole legitimate province of the poem. Edgar Allan Poe thoughtfulscarybeauty In me didst thou exist-and, in my death, see by this image, which is thine own, how utterly thou hast murdered thyself. Edgar Allan Poe thyself Lord help my poor soul. Edgar Allan Poe soullordhelping And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all. Edgar Allan Poe decayreddarkness It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream. Edgar Allan Poe futuredreammean I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active - not more happy - nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago. Edgar Allan Poe wisdomwisemen In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember. Edgar Allan Poe remembrancememorieslong
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