Graves Quote by Edgar Allan Poe Download Open image “Even in the grave, all is not lost.” — Edgar Allan Poe ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.6 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Graves Lost
Whether all is really lost or not depends entirely on whether or not I am lost. — Vaclav Havel Copy Share Image
In the deepest slumber-no! In delirium-no! In a swoon-no! In death-no! even in the grave all is not lost. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
What's lost is nothing to what's found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup. — Frederick Buechner Copy Share Image
All is not lost, the unconquerable will, and study of revenge, immortal hate, and the courage never to submit or yield. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Nothing is lost, nothing is created all is transformed. Nothing is the prey of death. All is the prey of life. — Antoine Bechamp 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 Image
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 Image
To vilify a great man is the readiest way in which a little man can himself attain greatness. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
When man of slender visits you / Nothing on earth that one can do / In well he’ll hide, or watery hole / And… — Jack Goldstein Copy Share Image
One must accept the fact that we have only one companion in this world, a companion who accompanies us from the cradle to the… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
There was only the broad square with the scattered dim moons of the street lamps and with the monumental stone arch which receded into… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
It is perhaps my greatest hope, Mr. President, that some day we'll consider tax and spending measures with no one else in mind but… — John McCain Copy Share Image
Things aren't what they used to be' is the rallying cry of small minds. When men say things used to be better, they invariably… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
Man preys on man; and you mourn for the idle tapestry that decorated a gothic pillar, and the dronish bell that summoned the fat… — Mary Wollstonecraft Copy Share Image
It's really a pity that there are observers who view political events like comic strips. There has to be a Zorro, there has to… — Thomas Sankara Copy Share Image
Do you believe in luck, Ludlow?" I had thought about this more than once in my life. "I believe some poeple are luckier than… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
That's wisdom you can take to the grave, and dig up when you need it! — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
I changed it. I had to. Do you know why?" She studied him, her eyes grave. "Because that was then and this is now.… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
