The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
When a madman appears thoroughly sane, indeed, it is high time to put him in a straight jacket. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
I seemed to be upon the verge of comprehension, without the power to comprehend as men, at time, find themselves upon the… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“For a moment of intense terror she paused upon the giddy pinnacle, as if in contemplation of her own sublimity, then trembled… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad humanity must assume the aspect of… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“Proprieties of place, and especially of time, are the bugbears which terrify mankind from the contemplation of the magnificent.” — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or a silly action for no other reason than because he… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells, From the bells, bells, bells. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Alas! for that accursed time They bore thee o'er the billow, From love to titled age and crime, And an unholy pillow!… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
There are few persons who have not, at some period of their lives, amused themselves in retracing the steps by which particular… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Tell a scoundrel, three or four times a day, that he is the pink of probity, and you make him at least… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Filled with mingled cream and amber I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chambers of my brain… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Fill with mingled cream and amber, I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chamber of my brain… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or silly action for no other reason than because he knows… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Finally on Sunday morning, October 7, 1849, "He became quiet and seemed to rest for a short time. Then, gently, moving his… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“O craving heart, for the lost flowers/ And sunshine of my summer hours!/ The undying voice of that dead time,/ With its… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“At times we gasped for breath at an elevation beyond the albatross---at times became dizzy with the velocity of our descent into… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“A feeling, for which I have no name, has taken possession of my soul —a sensation which will admit of no analysis,… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“In my own heart there dwells no faith in praeternature. That Nature and its God are two, no man who thinks, will… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad Humanity may assume the semblance of… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“But the aeronaut, still greatly discomposed, and having apparently no farther business to detain him in Rotterdam, began at this moment to… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“I Hear the sledges with the bells - Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle,… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
There are two bodies - the rudimental and the complete; corresponding with the two conditions of the worm and the butterfly. What… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were—I have not seen As others saw—I could not bring My passions from a common… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
There is no passion in nature so demoniacally impatient, as that of him who, shuddering upon the edge of a precipice, thus meditates a… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
To vilify a great man is the readiest way in which a little man can himself attain greatness. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
“A skillful literary artist has constructed a tale. If wise, he has not fashioned his thoughts to accommodate his incidents; but having conceived, with… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
“During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
“I have said that the sole effect of my somewhat childish experiment—that of looking down within the tarn—had been to deepen the first singular… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams-- In what… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
“Other friends have flown before — On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.” Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.” — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
“To the right and left, as far as the eye could reach, there lay outstretched, like ramparts of the world, lines of horridly black… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
Men die nightly in their beds, wringing the hands of ghostly confessors ... on account of the hideousness of mysteries which will not suffer… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
And the Raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door; And his… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt, there are combinations of very simple natural objects which have… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
“For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but i feel the bright… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
