Edgar Allan Poe

I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat…

A strong argument for the religion of Christ is this – that offences against Charity are…

To vilify a great man is the readiest way in which a little man can…

Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words…

It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall…

Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of…

I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no…

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

The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can…

There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute, which goes…

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

Man’s real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will…

I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty…

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no…

Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I should call it…