More Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe
A wise man hears one word and understands two.
There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
Me volví loco, con largos intervalos de horrible cordura.
Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
The believer is happy. The doubter is wise.
I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
If a poem hasn't ripped apart your soul; you haven't experienced poetry.
And so, being young and dipt in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.
I have great faith in fools,— self-confidence my friends will call it.
